finding the time and spaces of our living
always alone and slow
everything changes and nothing is new or old

still in the turning of another season
loving a spring so long
innocence more than real and never really gone

in stormy skies I see my hopes
growing through to one beginning
all around me breathes
darkness and lightning

my feet aren't on the ground
not sure what I feel
caught out here in the open
kiss me once
let me fly

tending a promise fallen from the heavens
taking another life
a wildflower coloring outside the lines

what would it take to let me live among you
this is to where I've come
out of another world and yet it's you I love

set me up to chase away
when natural attraction rings
totem aerial
wavelength of sharing

my heart won't make a sound
hearing angels steal
caught out here in the open
kiss me once
let me fly

under the sun we play like children on a summer day
until the harvest
until the harvest
under the moon we race like rabbits in a plotted maze
until the harvest
until the harvest

just a spark can render me in flames
my surreality
on a cross in the image of my maker

...

if only I were made of something better
a hat for missing shoes
saving a world that never lets me move

hanging on to my self for dear life
what do I know to keep
an effigy of love to amplify belief

in stormy skies I see my hopes
signals courted by my frequency
rainy spaces time
fluid to icy

my angel may be found
in winter's frozen seal
caught out here in the open
kiss me once

we rise outside ourselves
our highest visions crucified
seasons lithe and rigid lines
drawn to the sky and underground

our growing is beyond
these vain attempts to hold enough
fear of what's protecting us
won't let us give ourselves away

heaven's messengers are prayers on a wing
playing in the wind
now we're tuning in
nature's essences are playing on the wind
prayers in a wing
how we're tuning in

one of the good seed or my own straw religion
why do I stand apart
fixing me abandons to a place so far

leaving the world to follow you forever
until I see your face
in our perfect love you won't let me escape

treat me gently, for I'm yours
I can't go without your feeling
at the autumn ball
bonfire rising

releasing me is bound
to let your taking heal
caught out here in the open
kiss me once
let me fly

under the sun we play like children on a summer day
until the harvest
until the harvest
under the moon we race like rabbits in a plotted maze
until the harvest
until the harvest

and so it goes a way to rise again
my surreality
on a cross in the image of my maker