Far away.

Another song I wrote, but more in poem form. Kind of about lot of different things in our society, but you probably won't catch that.

I'm on the bridge of innocence
Like the bird that cries, and cries
He just wants to go home to his mother, to his father
Take me to their river side
And I'll find a cure
It's not long before the sun says goodbye to you
And I'll wake up by my window sill and see blue skies, see blue skies
I want to grab the clouds in my hand and,
Watch them blossom into pretty flowers
I was never far away
Never far away
From here
Open up your window, it's coming still, it's coming still
Don't worry it'll still reach you just before mid day
Trust me I know
It's not easy anymore
But feel the ocean beneath the waves
Hear the voices play their games, of silence
Take a breath
Feel the chill
Open your eyes
Till their wide enough
I was never far away
Never far away
From here.

Reviews

[J. Alexis Balaguer]

This poem takes me to greater heights! Your words are like wings and as I read on, inch by inch I was flown towards the ambivalence of hope versus false hope. Whatever your societal criticism in this, you kept your chin up 'Don't worry it'll still reach you just before mid day', however in minute irony, your words pose sarcasm 'Hear the voices play their games, of silence'. Is the optimism just too far away?

I love that this leaves us with questions--where do we want to go? How far is it really? Perhaps though it's here and all we really need to do is open all our senses and feel what's wrong, find what's missing, and do what we can.

Wonderful poem Zoe.
Beautifully clever! :)

-Alex