A Song Before Sunrise

The clouds took over the sky last night;
They let the stars go home —
She couldn’t sleep, try as she might,
And so began to roam

By the edge of the somnolent, silent sea,
She made her patient way;
With walking dreams for her company
At the trembling start of a day

  And oh how the matters
  That once were so big,
  Go drifting and floating
  Away
  For now, now she holds on
  To what is most dear
  At the edge of a trembling
  Day

The sand her bare feet were made to one;
Her heart and the surf are in tune —
It’s better, when of all the learning’s been done
To shed the remaining cocoon

She didn’t think possible, all of that woe,
To live through the pain and the bad;
But all that she needed to move and to grow
Was the strength that she already had

  And oh how the matters
  That once were so big,
  Go drifting and floating
  Away
  For now, now she holds on
  To what is most dear
  At the edge of a trembling
  Day

A Song of Hope

I heard the words of Fate from o’er the valley,
Amid the mist that told me to comply:
To get with Destiny on my comportment
And walk the steps they’ve laid out, till I die –

But in the fog, I heard a voice like Freedom,
That maybe I had something left to give —
That I could make it, over the embankment,
And rise up on my Hope, and start to live

But Life is cruel in its evisceration,
I’ve seen the blade that cuts the youngest flower –
And sometimes, we keep low, to stay unnoticed,
And sometimes we will try to scale the Tower —

But in the fog, I hear refrains of Passion,
That everyone who lives, is life itself –
That maybe I can rise above defining
And find the Key up on the highest shelf

I will not take advice from a defeatist;
I know that I might fall, but I will try –
They say it’s all hot air that I am blowing
But sometimes that can be enough
To fly

The Sundays – “Here’s Where The Story Ends” on YouTube

This goes with a shout out to Miss Evelyn over at her blog and this post. This song meant a lot to me at the time, and it brings back memories of that time like few other things.