Drifting

do you ever get on those runs, those moments of life where everything seems to be okay... where life seems to be manageable... where gratitude doesn't seem to fully justify the emotion... the tranquility... the peace... when you realize that the painful, sour feeling in your stomach is gone, and you can't remember the last time you felt it there... when you stop caring about what everyone else thinks about your life... your decisions... and when you're finally okay with the ones you're making for yourself... when life seems good, and you're not sure why you deserve such a thing...

those are the good times.



sometimes when i’m all alone
i don't know if i can
take another breath
some say home is where the heart is
tell me where my home is
cause i am scared to death

falling from the rooftop
crashing like a raindrop
can you make my heart stop
shaking like a leaf
standing at the floodgate
steady as an earthquake
can you hear my heart break
tearing at the seams

i am drifting in the deep end
holding on to your hand
is all that saves me now
life can treat you like a beggar
you hold me together
but i don't know how

falling from the rooftop
crashing like a raindrop
can you make my heart stop
shaking like a leaf
standing at the floodgate
steady as an earthquake
can you hear my heart break
tearing at the seams

some say home is where the heart is
and my heart is in your hands
you are all i need

rising from the ashes lifted from the madness
now you see my heart is
deep enough to dream
heal me from the deathblow
lead and i will follow
now you feel my heart glow
mending at the seams