07
Aug
17

It’s A Tiled Life For Me

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Going back to the mud of our first love
Dirty and messy and messy and dirty
Somethings never change and sometimes all things change
Nothing mattered as long as I was with you
Feet floating off the ground
Forgotten the need to land
Displaced memories reconnected like glass from sand
Heart transfused with secrets known only for two
Mind restructured for a future view
Rising and delighting as the will became a dream
Like innocence reborn
Like freedom a base level
Matter torn and dimensions relocated in undisturbed streams
The higher the journey the smaller the road

It’s a tiled life for me
Pieces joined and pieces broken like gazing down a tunnel shaded by the covered lies and opening truths just looking to follow but also to lead my little pieces joined and little pieces broken into a whole, it is just that…
Are our souls completely complete?
Do our souls have a perfect shape incomplete?
It’s a tiled life for me

The lower the journey the bigger the road
Matter mended and dimensions reordered in discovered streams
Like freedom on a mountain
Like maturity reawakened
Falling and enchanting as a dream becomes the will
Mind restructured for a future view
Heart transfused with secrets known only for two
Displaced memories reconnected like glass from sand
Remembering the need to land
Feet firmly touching the ground
Nothing matters as long as I am with you
Sometimes all things change and somethings never change
Dirty and messy and messy and dirty
Going back to the mud of our first love.

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