Specific Gravity::Planet Around the Sun
Our love keeps churnin', keeps turnin', we orbit round each other like binary stars, making galactic butter out of the milky way
Our hearts keep singing, keep ringing, they dance round each other like frolicking squirrels, making rings around trees in the park.
Our love keeps whispering, keeps yearning, keeps radiating from us like turtles swimming to the reeds, fulfilling our every need.
Our wavering spirit, we do our best to keep it going, our spirit is our love, our love is our spirit, we rekindle our spirit love every day.
Stepping backward, seeking answers, recognizing, moving forward, anxious, to be true, to be in love again, riding on the planet around the sun.
Day wears, keeps thinning, night, it is upon us before we are ready, deep into the dark we only have the Torah and each other to enlighten us.
Morning dares, awakens us, we rise up to compete in the busy day ahead, one foot in front of the the other, we travel forth from our slumber.
Our lives keep whispering, keep yearning, keep pulling us toward our destinies hiding from us like turtles swimming in the reeds, hiding from our greed.
Oh wavering spirit, I do my best to keep you going, you are my love, you are my reason, I duly rekindle our love every day.
Stepping forward, wary of danger, recognizing, stepping backward, anxious, to be true, to be in love again, riding on the planet around the sun.
Sun blinds, fields are hot, furrows are weeded and watered with care, harvast is but a stone, dropped away, down into the well of all time.
Sun bakes the forest tinder dry, one unanswered strike of lightning brings tears to my eyes, the thunderheads of summer raining fire.
Sun bakes the desert dry, one step away from the beaten path leaves bleached bones to scream why? Dream turtles hiding from prying eyes.
My wavering spirit. You certainly have a mind of your own. Hiding there in the reeds with the turtles. My love, you will always have your way.
Side stepping, yielding to strangers, recognizing, stepping forward, anxious, to be true, to be in love again, riding on the planet around the sun.
Time tells, time unravels all, secrets are revealed, untold stories now known. In time tradition is handed down from old to the young in gesture and sound.
Time wears with water and sand, unable to hold either very long in the hand. Where we are going might as well go together instead of alone and sad.
Time taught me a lesson, care to know what it is? How long has it been since I told you I love you? Can we distinguish between right and wrong?
Time isn't worth waiting for, it always follows with another day after, better hold on to what we have, hard to travel back to get yet another.
Standing still, listening to the wonder, recognizing, embracing gently, anxious, to be true, to be in love again, riding on the planet around the sun.
© 2005 Brian L Hughes
© 2008 Brian L Hughes