Here We Are

Here we are,

Searching through the lost-

Giving up our trust

To what we've already found.

 

These accomodations...

They're desperations.

They are the ugly pieces

Of beautiful we.

These are all the things,

We wish none to see.

 

Our images, 

Our metaphores,

Have been filled with uncertainty.

 

But...

 

The life we wrote,

We have found profound-

As we dig our burried heads

Out of the ground.

 

Just to hear that

All we've been hiding from,

Is the beautiful and magnificant

Truth of sound.

 

So as we find

The fate where we belong,

Help me write:

This life...Our story...

A simple song.