Like breaking on the silent shore, the waves abrupt, are we breaking up?
Over the phone? This can’t be right; we should be friends for life
You said the problem is me, undoubtedly you said it’s me
Should I be the first to make a declaration of peace?
Do I even care?
The problem is you.
We are not nations at war
With our peace, we could give
Would you receive it?
Would you conceive it?
I will not grate my knife sharper.
For the betterment of our soul’s aligning, I drop my weapon
And into lightened corners, I lie tied up, as the light shines on my soul
Caught in the light for all to see
If we both come together to the light
To unlock the night
We would have life