Everything here feels like a beginning.
It's a new season,
and love is growing on the trees.
I feel an excitement inside me
building to something,
a climax --
but only we drive forward
to separation --
Turn, turn, turn.
What strange tossing in a familiar sea.
In and out of water
re-learning how to breath.
I feel an excitement growing inside me
building to something
a tsunami --
but only we swim forward
to separ-
ation.
Turn, turn, turn.
The long awaited vista is peaking
out from behind this mountain
asking to be seen.
I feel an excitement growing inside me
building to something
a mountain peak --
but only we climb onward
to separation.
Turn
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