my soul is chained to yours
the one in the middle
the chain that braces the others
and shows them where to set themselves
and with all the other chains
pulling at your grace
you can't notice the one
that would never hurt you
so sad is the dark
saying goodnight to the sun
dreaming with the angels
i've seen your face in a crowded room full of wings
and i can't move thru the sea
the waves will not move
i just sit there and hope
and i wonder when you will wash ashore
© 2004
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