
You could be a songbird
It’d be okay
Sing in any octave
Sing throughout the day
I stay in prayerful quiet
Only God can hear
A lifetime filled with harmony
A songbird in my ear

You could be a songbird
It’d be okay
Sing in any octave
Sing throughout the day
I stay in prayerful quiet
Only God can hear
A lifetime filled with harmony
A songbird in my ear
No reason my heart ought beat
No logic
Save you, who saves me
From nothingness, thinks me something
From absence, brings me present
No reason, no logic
But perfect sense
(It’s 8 o’clock soon
Such a long time since sundown, and the naysayers have settled into the alone
All that’s left I know to do
Thank God for the time, and feel the heartbeat of the those who share mine)
formed as weapons
unknowingly at times
or to intimidate so someone feels big
who will craft them
so they are not them at all
but friends with tiny heartbeats