Proof

Kiss you in the morning when I wake*
Watch a smile as it’s forming on your face
Open the window, breathe in the morning air
Open my eyes, I’m still amazed you are there
Feels like proof that there’s love
Proof that there’s peace
Proof we can be redeemed
Proof that there’s love
Proof that there’s peace
Proof we can be set free
Sliver of sun slips below the great white sea
Cloud shapes changing wildly at such speed
Shimmer of light gleams, shines to the Hollywood hills
Finding this silence amongst such a mess gives me chills
Hiding, rewriting truth
Climbing, calling – you
Drawing dreams though the senses to the heart
Search for a method that quenches in the dark
A dive into untouched waters; a common thread
Like having a talk with martyrs awake from the dead