August 17, 2004
The soft, cool breeze that sweeps across my skinThe chill that runs against my spine, only to rise full up again
The gentle voice that summons my deepest, most thorough thought
The understanding amongst all the pain I've brought
The severity in grandure, what the world wide over could never know
The sights not seen to which you set my heart aglow
Standing, searching, sweating; if only to set it all aside
The feelings which I cannot ignore, the gift of growth so clear inside
Let me rise and let me fall
Let me give answer to your silent call
The restless days and the silent nights
The moment when you shoud give up this fight
I'll find you there in tender tones
The promise that you're not alone
The brightest sun that we shall see
The gift of you, the slight of me
The slumber that I may now resist
The pain upon my tensing fist
I beg you stay, through all these words
I beg you look past all you've heard
The growing distance to which you must insist
Please feel the silence that I must resist...