Rope

"Why do I search, spin and recycle my thoughts... Let go of that flailing umbrella the mighty wind wants to own. Why do I let it shield, endure and feed my hopes... Yet to follow that tunnel of wind ma..."

"Hide me from my fears and sorrow, let me close my eyes. When open can I help you see the good, I promise as your friend, I will always try. You and I have long since been best at listening with honest..."

"I am keeping within these walls the shadow you have cast... Your grey hands from above are warm and have grounded me to a foundation that will last. Concrete and fluted columns are my eternal strength..."

"Compelled to know everything, compelled to know you now For all your words, thoughts and being....how can I wait I do know you...I know everything...I am breathing aren't I Breathing to let go and let..."

"The needle caresses the record and static becomes proseMy hand is welcomed by the barre and my breath is held closeAs music begins, it guides my arm aloft and I am to prepareNotes continue to push my ..."

"Cool green, yet warms my heart. A leap from my bed, I shall not start. Until I find my emerald, burning bright. Awake from dreamy sleep, it's close in sight. A beacon, a call home, it's safe to ventu..."