Love's Recovery

During the time of which I speak It was hard to turn the other cheek To the blows of insecurity. Feeding the cancer of my intellect The blood of love soon neglected Lay dying in the strength of its impurity Meanwhile our friends we thought were so together They've all gone and left each other In search for fairer weather We sit here in our storm And drink a toast to the slim chance of love's recovery. Here I am in younger days star gazing Painting picture perfect maps Of how my life and love would be Not counting the unmarked paths of misdirection My compass: faith in love's perfection. I missed ten million miles of road I should have seen Meanwhile my friends we thought were so together Left each other one by one on the road to fairer weather. And we sit here in our storm And drink a toast to the slim chance of love's recovery. Rain soaked and voice chocked Like silent screaming in a dream I search for our absolute distinction Not consent to bow and bend To whims of culture that swoop like vultures They're eating us away, (eating us away). They're eating us away to our extinction O how I wish I were a trinity So if lost a part of me I'd still have two of the same to live But nobody gets a life time rehearsal As specks of dust, we're universal To let this love survive be the greatest gift we could give Tell all the friends who think they're so together That these are ghosts and mirages All these thoughts of fairer weather Though its stormy now I feel safe Within the arms of love's discovery.