I didn't come to tell you

that it will be OK

I never held no magic

and I'm not gonna lie

and maybe you can hate me

cause I'll never figure how

to visit you in darkness

and find you where you go

so looking through the distance

when I just stand and watch

you only see spectation

and my voice too small gets lost

so that all of it you hear there

gets mixed with Siren songs

when I'm not the kind to lure the weak

who've forgotten they're the strong

I'm only weaving lullabies 

to calm you through the fray

when magic never comes 

and self-consumption ain't enough

and open eyes block out the light

to hearts too tender for the sun

but perhaps these sounds 

might reach you 

somewhere out there

on the wind

and when your mistress darkness 

decides she's finally done

you'll catch these words inside your sails

and ride them back again

the stars look out

into the sky

to feel the weight 

of darkness

and the distance

in the space 

and the cold 

you gotta live in

when you are born 

to burn

some down on 

this planet

stare into the night

and count each

lonely ember 

to know they're not

alone

but we look up 

to measure

the distance in the space

and the darkness

that surrounds

and the prices

we have paid

in the freeze 

that is exacted

when you are born 

to burn

if I could break you

from the gravity of the moon

would you lay your waves against my shore

or permanently recede to wherever it is you go

when you're ebbing with the flow

I can't tell you why

cause I don't know myself

but only what this is exists

and must be held most gently

with courage in the heart

so that I will find my way

to give you what the prince

was requested by the fox

and in the distance

where I stand

forget the steps between

but mark only the measures

of the times I kept my word

without taming as the aim

and offered up my presence

just to show you I am here

so you can know

your worth to me

and remember

you are loved

between memories remembered

and forgotten 

and speculation of what's

to come

the only thing that's true

is now

and real just might be

really real

and love been more awakened

as germination of a seed

than emergence from

a dream

so that the risk imagined

was the risk already taken

when the crack formed

in the shell

and what is growing doesn't care

if we're skeptical enough to ask

if the sun is out there waiting

for it to reach the sky

not negligent enough to view

the subterraneanous of love

as crafted from delusion

or only just a phase

but knowing in the now

the essential of the earth

to roots for stems in winds

that have to still stand tall

so that there is honouring

in the journey

exceeding blind frustration 

for groping for the day

and what is growing

matters less

than that it dared

to face the dark

for the chance to reach the light

for the chance to find its way

let the mind stand still

and I'll find quiet too

and we won't say a word

just send our thoughts out

to the stars

to travel merry-go-rounds 

around the earth

to return in light

as pure as rain

a wise one told me that the spirit

ain't as far as we go back

cause we're born in the mystery

that dawned so long before

and here I've been so busy

thinking we were of same kind 

and not that we're the same 

when before we came from stars

we were birthed together with the light

and while moons grow small with distance

the sacred tunnels in my code

connect me with the unseeing eyes

that feel you in the cosmic memory 

that whisper tales in quantum song

that you and I were born 

before the birth of time

or the spirits grew to being

so that I became this name

and you were known by that

in the illusion that has forgotten

these are only growing details

not labels for divide

and so when you stand in silence

if I am hearing you are dancing still

with the pulse of metaphysic heart

that beat itself to being

in the contraction and the opening

in perpetuation it receives

and sends again in flow

to carry forth the mystery 

that makes its way

from me to you and you to me 

in rushes of divine that sometimes ebb

but born outside of time

can not learn how to stop

as oxygen is born from centres 

of the burning stars

breathing of your light

ignites perpetual fire

so that all I dream to do

is breathe you from your core

just to give you breath

to set your soul

afire

I wish I was an angel

not to shake

the dust out of

these bones

or find my way 

to pure again

but for the rules

the angels 

don't abide

for the quality 

of gentle

without the need

to hide

from the ones 

they dream

to cradle

with the mystery

of light 

and I would damn

the distance

and martyr

steps of miles

just to bring 

the healing

to be loved like this

can bring

hold you as a ghost

that can take nothing

in return

but sends the demons

from the night 

and wraps you in

in its courage

that can't be touched

by time

if you are hurting

just lay still

and let the dark

fade back

the illusion of

the pain

the distraction 

of the day

the deafening silence

of the night

baby I'm beside you

feel my cheek

against your soul

somewhere I am 

quiet there

falling through

my own dark too

and listening to

the secret fears

that you're afraid

to tell

listening to the sounds

alone speaks 

to itself

and holding you

to this heart

inside the interverse 

where the memories

of unseen

are remembered

as much as made

and written in

the etchings

of sacred light

that need no witness

to make the universe

believe

defiant existence

beyond this time

that cannot

be forgot

that cannot break

in dream

ancient wounds

and altered states 

of mind

sometimes baby

you're so hard

to find

and you're a bad dog

when you bite

but I know you

in the night 

when you're a 

dream child

from the stars

an angel bearing scars

the medicine I need

sometimes bitter

sometimes sweet

sweep me off my feet

and make me stand

my ground 

in a universe

so far from here

I can see you clear

and lighting up

the sky

the only answer

I need to why

the sun can laugh

but the moon

must cry

then learn again

to smile

and while you're 

sharing fires

with demons 

in the night

I'll invoke the spirits

to hold the lost child tight

and closer to the source

of Creation

where you're found

songs to rhythms

of the sound

of heartbeats on the ground 

distress calls out

to stars 

to take the distance

from the far

exfoliate the miles 

of scars 

that make you

hard to find

while you hitchhike

the backroads

of my mind

and places left

unmapped

but I'm not gonna 

stand real still

to whisper to 

your heart

I'll be out there

dancing too

down the gravel 

and the dirt 

to meet your game

of seek and hide

and when I find you child 

you won't need

to fight 

just baby know 

to take the ride

I don't need the warnings

I've learned a bad dog bites

climb the ladder

up through the stars 

and meet me at the moon

I'll leave you the key

hung from a song

to open this secret room

where making believe

is all we need

where dreams contain

the truth

let me undress the day

unstrap the armour

you have worn

and wash you in 

the milk of tears

of penetrated

to the bone

let me feed you mana

from dreams

you dare not speak

not even to yourself

and wrap you in

this soft surrender

so you won't fear

to fall

let me stain this map

into the chambers  

of your heart

for the places I get lost

so you will not

forget your way 

to where you can 

be found

let me write the sounds

upon your ears

for all I've named you

here in love

so in the silence

when demon's speak

you'll remember 

who you are

let me light the fire

inside your mouth

so you can take it

when you leave

and in the hours

when you are searching

you can call your way 

back home

crumbling under the weight of time

fracturing in the kaleidoscope reality

that doesn't let me see

where the truth in the image lies

trying to remember the seen 

and unseen are just illusion

and all that is real is the felt beyond

the places the ego cannot touch

but with the way the light skews

through the human eyes

while through the ears

comes on the mocking beat

of the ever counting clock

of a heart that grows cold in the chest

through the nights of single breath

and the days without the sunlight

in another's eyes

I have been too human 

for the spirit to have its way

and so sometimes it takes this body

for a cage

some days it slips through the bars

and leaves the hollow echo 

of its prayers for going home

while others it sings the song

of clipped wing beings

who must only dream

to find their kind

in prisons and in forests

and in skies I've long forgotten

that are calling to be soared

and the world becomes a blanket

with its hallucination of the night

waiting for songs

forgotten how to hear

to remind me of 

the touch of day

like the sailor lost at sea

who took his life

the day before

he could be found

I never learned how

to practice

the discipline

of not indulging

in the recklessness of hope

without silencing the faith

that speaks from in the heart

mourned the dying of the stars

until I could never honour

the sacrifice of light

bringing wishes to the Earth

killed my dreams

with the knife of artificial

self-fulfilling prophesies

just to remove the risk

that dreams might not

come true

and buried myself in the rubble

of counter-fate

to eliminate the passing of hours

I was not found

until there was nothing left

to find