Count to Ten

Your eyes are closed and through your lids

The daylight leaks in while you’re dozing

You hear the cars and start to drift

The bird songs ring like they’re exploding

They don’t stop, they’ll just sing through anything

I hope they know how much beauty that it brings

Here’s one for the dreaming

Two for the memories

Three for the bedsheets

Four for the mess

Five for the aimless way we chase it around and round

Six for the devil

Seven for Heaven

Eight for the faded

Nine for the blessed

Ten for the flowers coming up holy everywhere

Dreaming won’t stop

Memories get lost

Bedsheets all fade in the wash

Aimless love

Chasing your heart

Meet me at the end

Where the real dreams start

Devil’s on your mind

Heaven’s aloft

Faded in the light

Bless the dark

Flowers in the rain

As holy as art

Meet me at the end

Where the real love starts

A secret door opens slow

I feel the pull of constellations

The nightmare hums

And down the shore

The moon just hangs there with such patience