Myths in the Making

Same beach the waves
that wash the sand
from different shore
The eagle that now freely flies
has no memory of the past
of seals above the water
of shells catching the light

I threaded the beads on my necklace one by one
and loved their colours, loved their colours
loved how they would light shine and glow
gently around my neck barely touching
can you see them?
On my night stand but still touching, barely touching

Feel it enclose my neck
and see the eyes
of love? of hate?
my myth to make


If I ever find truth I'm gonna let you know
If I ever find faith I'm gonna sit in every bit of its afterglow
If I ever find a way to bring love here today
You better bet your life that this is what I'll say
Give it if you've got it
Get it if you don't

Take my hand in the meantime
And let's walk into the sunshine
Everybody got something that they want to sing about, laugh about, cry about
It's true
For me it's you
-- Train, "For me, it's you"