The Beat
What could free you? What could make you run across those fields, and walk on water? What would it take to press two worlds together? What would it take to become one with both the saviour and jailer of the inside of your arms? I owe nothing to the sky. Nothing to the land. Nothing to the sea except owe to you and me. There is a heart beat beside me. It's something within this atmosphere that beats like a drum, so much so, that it is in my body. Somewhere inside where there's the core of all life itself. It beats your name. I loose the words as they come to my ears. They're just vibrations, but I know the word.