What small changes have come, in so short a span of time;
I am forever pacing, and finally embracing all
That I wanted to forget.
It surprises me each day just how completely
Your human condition is reflected
In your constant desire for air-conditioning-
Like man's greatest tragedy could be summed up
In the summer heat, a heat that is
Inescapable.
And there comes a tightness in my chest
Like a stiff reminder that each day breaks new
And comes with sun or rain, comes work and
Purpose. A reason for making each part
Of yourself unreachable as though to protect
A heart from some small pain or frustration.
I am pacing again, like it will be forever,
Making use of the lines in the hardwood floors or
Rapping upon unopened doors and shaking
My fist at the conscious thought I so
Desperately work to dismiss.
We are forgetting the greatest parts of
Our insides; they are strewn across the floors
Of our histories and soon nothing will be left
For future pretenses and obligations.
I am reminded once again that
The birds flew higher than we ever have before;
Upon first being released into this world,
They took to the skies unbound
And celebrated the vast open spaces we still
Cannot reach on our own.
Some days we reach where birds have gone,
But only by merit of the dedication of others.
Who has set you free in your own surroundings?
I am forever pacing, and finally embracing all
That I wanted to forget.
It surprises me each day just how completely
Your human condition is reflected
In your constant desire for air-conditioning-
Like man's greatest tragedy could be summed up
In the summer heat, a heat that is
Inescapable.
And there comes a tightness in my chest
Like a stiff reminder that each day breaks new
And comes with sun or rain, comes work and
Purpose. A reason for making each part
Of yourself unreachable as though to protect
A heart from some small pain or frustration.
I am pacing again, like it will be forever,
Making use of the lines in the hardwood floors or
Rapping upon unopened doors and shaking
My fist at the conscious thought I so
Desperately work to dismiss.
We are forgetting the greatest parts of
Our insides; they are strewn across the floors
Of our histories and soon nothing will be left
For future pretenses and obligations.
I am reminded once again that
The birds flew higher than we ever have before;
Upon first being released into this world,
They took to the skies unbound
And celebrated the vast open spaces we still
Cannot reach on our own.
Some days we reach where birds have gone,
But only by merit of the dedication of others.
Who has set you free in your own surroundings?
