[ Everything, absolutely everything, is just the beat of your heart. ]

Everything, absolutely everything, is just the beat of your heart.
I'll take a thousand shots in the dark,
cause life is hit and miss,
and I'm finding bliss in this.
Inward flow, outward flow, inward flow, outward flow.
Inhalation, birth, exhalation, decay.
It's all shown in parks where children play,
how the seasons of beauty rearange.
There is placidity, there is change as an only constant.
This lion's roaring pride will never be tamed.
Let me love the everchangeing constant,
as emotions collide with the skin of a page,
let this wonder rain down with an ink serande.
Cause even glaciers couldn't freeze the lucid motions,
of heated glances and firey devotions.
And I'll keep trying to outscream thunder,
with this passion that's risen from under
the fall of our hearts.
If I were a giant I'd sit you on my shoulder,
keep you warm as the nights get colder,
I'd take you to your dreams,
and have reality kiss every tear in the seams,
merging with fantasy,
and every word I've ever said,
was plagerized from words I heard you say,
soundlessly.