Silver Springs
Silver springs run to the sea;
They call to me
To follow them.
Timeless ageless is my time, is my age.
Driving rain falls on my head.
Are we dead? Can’t we see?
Nothing lives when nothing dies.
Nothing begins when nothing ends.
Spotted leopards stalk the shore.
Nothing’s less when nothing’s more.
People come and people go.
Don’t know why; shouldn’t know.
Hard to see and hard to feel.
Hard to know what isn’t real.
Hard to know just what to do.
Hard to say that I love you.
Singing, dancing, on the shore.
Laughing, crying, after all.
Hard to know just what to be.
Waiting for the deep, blue sea.
Rolling hills and rolling roads
Take me to another place.
Sliding down a grassy trail
Knowing nothing less than free.
Knowing nothing more than me.
Singing to another beat
Taking to another feat.
Crashing waves sound on the shore.
Purple ribbons cut no more.
Crazy cows give crazy milk.
Don’t say no to satin silk.
Don’t say yes to nothing less.
Solid forms of red and blue.
Painting pictures on my mind.
Trading cards for afternoons.
Leaving all I left behind.