MESO
01-17-08, 03:13 AM
Resting Like a Cloud
I saw the breath of man in a cold world where livelihood is distraught with haziness
A background smeared with desolation, murky eyed and confused,
Yet realizing how the time moves unrestrained
There is no warmth in my unfocused still picture of her body
The surface of our conversation slick with reflection of our true being
I hear her voice massaging the rocks enough, enough, and enough
My mind melts and dissolves each time she pushes against my soul
The song drifts into love and I close my eyes to wonder beyond the last wave out there
ssshhhhhhh.. ssshhhhhh.. That's the quiet spot that was created for me it seems
I walk along with arms wrapped around my spirit, redeemed
I saw the breath of man in a cold world where livelihood is distraught with haziness
A background smeared with desolation, murky eyed and confused,
Yet realizing how the time moves unrestrained
There is no warmth in my unfocused still picture of her body
The surface of our conversation slick with reflection of our true being
I hear her voice massaging the rocks enough, enough, and enough
My mind melts and dissolves each time she pushes against my soul
The song drifts into love and I close my eyes to wonder beyond the last wave out there
ssshhhhhhh.. ssshhhhhh.. That's the quiet spot that was created for me it seems
I walk along with arms wrapped around my spirit, redeemed