On the Days

I ponder on the days
When I will no longer
Look at my body
In the mirror
I will see my spirit
Reflecting in a pool of energy
And it will not reflect skin but light
And I will not see a mirror but a star
Echoing frequencies in my mind
That resound in the color
Of love

© GÄ

Hanging On

You’re hanging onto things
That don’t matter to me
I’m hanging onto things
That don’t matter to you
We’re hanging onto things
That don’t matter to us
And neither one of us
Can see the truth

Every little piece
Creating problems for you
Every little piece
Creating problems for me
Even if I tell you what
My heart wants to see
It still creates a problem
For you and me

The letter kills
But the spirit gives life
The letter kills
But the spirit gives life
The letter kills
But the spirit gives life
Clinging to darkness
Desperate for light

Is it the love for my dead brother
That’s always getting in your way
Is it because of the things
You never want to hear me say
I never asked you to come here
But you’re choosing to stay
Please tell me there’s something better
Than always fighting this way

© GÄ