HOME- Resonance
self-reflective tears well in my eyes
crying over a time that never was
nostalgia washing over me
caressing my skin and whispering
youth, beauty, love... all i had not yet lost
golden age of hope and promise
lost now, gray steel and skies
everything up in flames
and i water the earth with my tears
an earth driven to extremes and death
everything implodes
society, the economy, the earth itself,
someday the sun and maybe the universe
and we will never be prepared
but it won’t matter, we’ll be long gone
lost in dreams and memories
faded snapshots of what once was
torn and creased, still warm,
held near and dear
a reminder of what to strive for
we can still do it, i still hold hope
that we can come home and fix things
that we can repair the damage done
and love again, find our harmonies,
our resonance.