born again
fade an early sunset on the man I’ve been pursuing
crickets chant a mantra of a praise that I should know
sitting in the silence hearing breathing right beside me
someone else uncovered when the light begins to go
a lost home in a place that I am not glad to be found in
the best thing I can think of is a secret I forgot
just beyond my will is every promise of completion
“dream a little dream” and life will not be what you thought
they’re sinking in, the hopes I had of what I’ll never have
and driving past the palace, I remember: I don’t ask…
standing in the yard, I feel the force of every wish
and mutter to myself about the ones I always miss
falling all around me are the things that have defined me
coming in the storm a voice of all I hope to be
born before an insight stole the life I gave my heart to
I’m born again to die once more and find myself within You
ah -
ah -
ah -
born again …
© 2002 lance saint ash