You spend most of your time
Thinking about those days when
Your hair was long and wild
And free from all those grays

Your eyes were wide and finding
Your lips were parted and pink
Your fingers danced a journey
They danced and didn’t think

And the wave crashes down
And you’re spiraling round
And when the spiraling stops, you’ve withered
And all the voyages you’ve crossed
counted in the aches of bones
no one knows
how much you’ve withered…

*Tomorrow you’ll be more beautiful than yesterday
Your hands have never been this honest as you pray
I bet you think your dreaming’s over anyway
You’re still new to every day
You’ve never been more beautiful than today

You know deep down
The sky never lost its flavors though
You’ve tasted its depths before
You know you never found what you were looking for

You’re never too weak
To gaze into their eyes, and
They are never too tired 
To receive you
I know you can’t deny it
You wish you had the legs to run
But you’ve still got a heart to love, so
run away

And the wind blows you round
And your leaves have fallen down
And when the blowing stops, you’ve withered
All the tears you’ve cried
Left you stuck in the mud
With no one’s love
2005