tell rockandroll

The moon’s lit by the sun

The same as everyone, same as everyone who shines, dear

Home inside your head, you fill it with regret

Fill it with regret, decorate with fear

Hand to heart, and heart to hand, my hand to you

 

Rust or gold, you decide what you see, what you hold

Let it burn there in your hand, watch it grow, watch it grow

Breath of life, come and fill your lungs

And give it away until it’s gone

Hold it in and let it die, let it die, let it die

 

Turn away your eyes, from the other side

From the other side of your wishing star

In a route or twist and wind, a garden in your mind

A garden in your mind, stay right where you are

Hand to heart, and heart to hand, my hand to you

“The truth of the matter is that you always know the right thing to do. The hard part is doing it.” ~ Norman Schwarzkopf