Cold winds wrap loose around my heart
But caring hands soon follow with warmth.
The answers are questions I fear to ask
A quiet mind follows the slippery path.

There will be one moment to find the truth.
One moment to gage the mood.
Time slips away into the night,
as starlight guides my path to the fight

The struggle ahead is known and long.
It begins with a kiss and ends with a song.
Moonlight flickers between wavering trees,
An ancient witness to those that broke free

There will be one moment to find the truth.
one moment the gage the mood.
And time slips away into the night,
as starlight guides my path to the fight.

Tired eyes follow a beckoning smile
Out through the door and into the wild
My bold goodbye follows a hesitant step
Because I know you'll be with me till the end.

Hues

When I was low I used to think of you
And life would seem better, a rosier hue.
Then day by day I had to learn again
That things change, that you can’t be afraid.

Little by little, you closed in on your wish
Convinced of it legitimacy, we went to the brink
Propelled by a haze of jealousy and fear
Disguised by your happiness, of when I was near.

After so much time you still didn’t know
Where I wanted my hopes and dreams to flow.
We parted, but the sorrow was more than that
Because you knew who I should be, but not who I am.

Now my daily world is a little bit greyer
And I continue alone, but you too my dear.
Sometimes I wonder if you’ll ever find your truth
And if you know that life now, has a gloomier hue.

Unaccustomed lungs gasp for unpolluted air
Body weighed down by millennia of tradition.
Precious stones glint under artificial lights.
Each one reflecting a distorted image.

Pampered skin and then her soft brown hands
Intricately decorated by a red-brown paste.
Bathing herself in the air’s humidity
It’s stifling presence clouding her thoughts.

She belongs to neither this world or that
Never quite fitting the available moulds.
Beads of sweat in the small of her back
Duties performed by feet in agony.

A beautiful language flows past her ears
No detail in the conversation’s light and shade.
Hypnotic music kicks up the dust
As a swarm of colours obediently dance.

Heavy clouds linger to release their load
Onto the patient dry earth and dusty leaves.
The same earth she stands on in her other life
Relieved wet grass gives way to the point of her heels.

Her faded hands mark the end of this journey
As an old life beckons her from across the sea.
The ocean so wide, the two lives rarely meet
Leaving her to be an ambassador of both.

When you're teetering on the edge, with concentration you can often regain your balance alone. If someone is there with you, you can reach out to them to steady you. But if you reach out a hand expecting someone to be there, and you are alone, you don't concentrate on balancing by yourself.

And you fall.

Sometimes you offer yourself up to the world.
But it's laughs echo round your heart, all it gives you is it's dirt
Chasing after a desire that drives you on and on.
But it's just a conveyor belt, that everyone else trundles along.

Everyone you've loved has always loved someone else even more.
So you try in vain to let go, to leave your heart on the floor.
You always tell strangers to follow their dreams to their end.
You try and do the same, take help from your friends.

But you know you are strong, can take the rough with the smooth.
So still you pretend and withold knoweledge for them to soothe.
Yet oneday you know the weight will become too much.
And the cracks you hide will widen and you'll be crushed.

Then everyone will see what it means to be you.
That you've been disappearing and no-one knew.
And while looking after yourself has made you strong
You've been fading away and now...

...you're gone.