Slow rock music continues
Floating above us
When I’m around you
You say be here now
I’m trying to figure out how
Did I get here in the first place
I mean
To be clear enough to say
To recall the things
I put into a box that day
Well enough to open it up again
Magic almost like this sunrise
Or tucking ourselves
Back inside under the covers
Hide our eyes
Hide your eyes
Hide my eyes
I want to make sure you are ready
For the next two days we have
The next two weeks we have
The next two years we can
Get away again
Like tonight in somber light
Except without the wasted time
Most people spend
Trying to figure out how
Be here now you said
To be clear enough to love
The most we can
Before we’re dead
© GÄ
Poétique 