Piscean Tide - Messenger

Scorched eyes they’ll open steady

Our senses will return

This burden’s grown too heavy

There are no bridges left to burn

Lifter of the stone

The roots no room to roam

Blinded by time and alone

Warm palms they’ll decide

when the time is right

Seed lost in the vines

She fell into the sea

Her hand drifts far from me

Far from the way she danced and held my heart

She fell out of the sky

This broken lullaby gave me no hope love lasts

She holds both keys

Piper of the dawn

Lead us to our home

No need for you to mourn

Your mask held no disguise

It came as no surprise

The truth behind her eyes

A deeper love within

The black cloud closes in

A storm that rains dirt and stones and moves the earth

The tide swept out so fast

I knew love couldn’t last

No God could send a cure and heal the wounds

Now the flowers are in bloom

The wind bears new perfume

a new harvest assumes