truth

Face

Of noble leaves and mystic orbs

And lines that I might trace,

You needn’t say another word,

I’ve read it on your face

Faith

I can make the fair moon sing,

And pluck the stars from space

I can give you many things,

I cannot give you Faith

Adhaereo Virtuti

I’ll write a song called Virtuti

From all the words you’ve given me

I’ll pour them into rocks, like veins

And place them back from whence we came

And by the moon’s fair gravity

Your words will ring true from the sea

I See Myself (4)

I see myself in every face

Each widened eye, each line of grace

Each unsure lip, each cheek of colour

As we are one, are we not the other?

Serendipity (4)

Serendipity

The very word, born of whimsy

Appears most preternaturally

Arrives before Time is ready

Latitude

We’ve travelled far enough away

That every step we tread

Is farther from and closer to

The other’s sorry stead

Someday

Someday you will be married

Someday you’ll end for good

Someday she’ll take off on a flight

Someday you’ll wish you could

Someday you will be filled up

Someday you will be stripped

Someday you’ll take charge of your life

Someday your coin will flip

Someday you’ll write a song for her

Someday you will be blocked

Someday’s the endless tide of time

Someday is on the clock

Someday you wish you spoke up—but

Someday you’ll bite your tongue

Someday it wasn’t she or I

Someday you are the one

Pulsar

Some nights I hear you calling me

Or I’m just on your frequency

A little south, a little west

A little broken at your best

Bouncing off of different stars

Trying to gauge just who you are

Keep avoiding all absorption

Babe, your sound is just distortion

Prelude

The piercing light of the highest C

The reverb of the lowest G

I wonder if my tastes were skewed

I wonder if they were preludes

The signatures in 3/4

The 7/8 that left me floored

I wonder if they set the mood

I wonder if they were preludes

The sweet symphonic reveries

The songs I played, that then played me

I wonder, in their plentitude

I wonder if they were preludes

Go Down Swinging

You and me, we’re still a team

We’re playing through this weather

With wide eyes stinging, we’ll go down swinging

We’ll end this game together