Between the Dreams of You and I
copyright Rik Emmett (If you're not listening to his music, you're missing out!)
**my apologies for any misquotings**
This age holds nothing sacred.
An empty masquerade.
We're targets for the bullets
on the hit parade.
We practice imperfections.
Learn the art of compromise.
Then gaze upon reflections
of love's disguise.
Who will count the words unspoken?
Who will count the tears we cry?
These measures lie between
the dreams of you and I.
The circles set in motion
come bearing down our way.
The promise of tomorrow
still burns today.
Dancing waves out on the ocean...
Shooting stars up in the sky...
These fundamental things
connect through you and I.
Hear the echoes of the ages.
Feel the rhythm of the tides.
The truth keeps coming down into that place
where love resides.
The places where love resides.
We search for something holy,
then draw the bottom line.
Tracing out our portrait
in love's design.
Every wave out on the ocean;
Every star up in the sky;
These things we share
between the dreams of you and I.
2 comments:
I know this is in direct opposition to your name, but is there any way to contact you, you may be doing someone a huge favour with almost no effort
What an interesting comment. You've contacted me here. Elaborate please.
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