Focus on the future, she says to me,
I say it back to her, but just not as loud.
Wondrin’ what that really means,
Or means to me, my mind goes blank.
Our futures tied like twine ’round straw,
Wrapping ’round emotions, heated and raw.

But still my mind is filled with grief,
Never for us, but for all them thieves.
All you need is love, but really friend,
What good is that if it all comes to end.
Frigid frost crawls forward onto lives of those,
Who love all they can, but untouched by doves.

But no, she’ll say, think of us, she’ll say,
And I do, I do, ’till the dawn breaks day.
And it brings me joy, like a toy might to a boy,
Pure bliss from this flows, goes right to my toes.
Then daylight comes and uncovers the world,
And I try and I try as a bleak scene unfurls.

And I can’t even express how perfect it is,
That I can ignore, unlike before what’s in store.
Call it selfish or oafish, but it’s selfless in rhyme,
It’s not me, you see, who’s apathetic and blind.
It’s this feeling of healing and this love that we’ve found,
Like a sparrow who flies or a fish that can’t drown.

So take your damn wars, your stores and your hate,
It’s for you that I’m sorry, and I anticipate.
I wish they all could, we wish they all would,
It could save them and bathe them, then teach you to fly.
Like a bird and her chick, like a goat and her kid,
Once I thought we wouldn’t make it, but look babe, we did.

So I’m sorry profusely, not insincere or loosely,
It’s a god-awful shame and I hope hearts will hear.
But that’s crazy you’d say, they ain’t got any ears,
But I swear it, it listens, just open your mind.
I’m not one to assume, presume, speak too soon,
But one day we’ll be older and speak no more of doom.

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