if I could only find a way to reach you,
I would sail across the sea and seek you,
I would navigate the waves, find a passage through the reef..
and if I learned the words to hold your sadness,
I would sing them till they lost their madness,
sing along until they rang with the beauty underneath..
but that’s a dream, and now we watch it running out,
a reel of film is flapping as it spins around,
when it seems like there was never any doubt,
I will still believe in the beauty underneath..
and so we bear it like the changing weather,
blunt the chill, pull on another layer,
wrap a scarf across my face, so it’s easier to breathe..
another day, and now we watch it running out,
a reel of film that’s flapping as it’s winding down,
and when they say that there was never any doubt,
the moon breaks through the trees,
a light that shines on me,
we stare in disbelief at the beauty underneath..
if I could only find a way to reach you…