The Worry and the Care

A bit of heaven in the sea of earth.
Gently, now the feelings roll away.
Let them go and watch them roll back in.
The worry and the care walk hand in hand

There is no way to understand it all.
Listen to the whisper that is calling in the wind.
Tide waxing as it wanes and then
it starts it all again.

Emotion is the echo of the life that moves inside.
Synchronize, embellish, send it through the world wide.
We know each other, intimate and true.
Betrayal, and the love moves on, beyond the me of you.

Touching close, we used to feel it all.
The rise and fall and movement of our hearts.
Far apart, the chasm grows too wide.
There is no way to bridge the gap
created deep inside.

Suffering, the illness enters in.
Flowing through the rivers of our veins.
Watch the way the rain comes pouring down.
Morning comes, and foggy mists
dissolve within the sun.

No one ever meant for love to die.
They thought that they could hold it all inside.
Congealed there, the movement of all life
is changed into the tamed illusions
of a civilized retreat.

A bit of heaven in the sea of earth.
Gently, now the feelings roll away.
Let them go and feel them roll back in.
The worry and the care walk hand in hand

There is no way to understand it all.
Listen to the whisper that is calling in the wind.
Tide waxing as it wanes and then
it starts to move again...

? Michaelette ?

11/24/2002,
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