Feels Like I Can

I've waited my whole recorded life for a tragedy of sunshine in my heart
To imbibe feelings that aren't mine to play the parts
Smiles of pity, second names, sentimentally fascist games, now it feels as though I've won one on you

Now we've seen a bit of thick and thin, I think the low tide is coming in
Use a portion of uncommon sense, and be liminal with me

What would it take to open your heart to me?
I've got this wonderful feeling, but it's dark so I can't see the scene
You say that sight and sound prove nothing, and that's hard for me to understand
But it feels like I can

In my time I've been conditioned to believe that the meaning of the day is to be had, so the things the sun won't say just make me sad
When alone, a ceaseless glance, but when outside you look askance on the fact that it takes two to be true

I don't think it's in the things you lack, but in your tendency for looking back
On the crevices of worldly thought that have plagued you your whole life

I've been a fool thinking that things could change
When we've found our founding on the simple act of being strangely aware of the problems that aren't there and their solutions in the absence of a plan
We've made it this far as you and i are and am
So it still feels like I can