Meet at the Spring

You were my only way to smile in months

Stillness too thick for a storm

For a moment, lightening gone

Touched the stage together, but wouldn't touch

Saw my every movement, but I couldn't look

Crazy we both saw those clouds,

Shooting like cracked light

My words fumbled, you picked them up for me,

Did you just explain my art?

Thought to run from the room but instead

covered my face, and burned to see your eyes

It was so weird. But you loved me, I knew it

Is there anything I can do to change your mind?

Thank God for Coldplay as your face 

melted for the first time in front of mine

Too soon you wiped my own imagination from my skin

When I forgot how to feel and we were strangers again

The memory of our dream survived and you touched 

my back to sleep and reminded me how to breathe

I prayed on your cold steps, and in my sleep

you healed me from the horror at my baby scene

Still slowly wading behind through the Gulch 

Maybe we'll meet breathless at the Spring this time

 Ran right passed me in the aisle, before I had a voice

I sang your songs in secret, you didn't even know

Watched your dream from show to show,

stood at a distance as your loved ones had to go

You may not have even noticed,

but I always was your audience,

always am, no matter how it grows.