And you were unexpected,
But not unwelcome
'Cause you can wake me anytime
Glad to let you in from
The middle of this winter night
Into my heart and my life
A thought crossed my drowsy mind:

Could it be that these arms were meant to hold you?
Could it be that my head was tailor-made for your shoulder?
And are these fingers designed to be intertwined
While we watch our feelings grow?
I'd like to think so

And I can't sleep lately
It's a problem I've been having
'Cause even in my dreams,

They cant compare

To the feelings that i get

Simply knowing you are there

Could it be that these arms were meant to hold you?
Could it be that me head was tailor-made for your shoulder,
And are these fingers designed to be intertwined
While coffee candles glow?
I'd like to think so

And I'm inclined to shy away
But he moves me
Without words and without moving

Could it be that these arms were meant to hold him?
Could it be that his head was tailor-made for my shoulder?
And are these fingers designed to be intertwined?
How am I supposed to know?
But oh, I'd like to think so

Fear of Immensity

Look up at the sky and watch the gleaming of the stars stretch beyond the horizon.. with toes in the sand we feel the rush of the wind and the depth of the vast surface of the seas. With the lights out, I still hear the rain, and when my eyes are closed are yours open? The air in itself is a simple reminder of immensity, we seemingly breath in and out the same substance, through similar lungs that gives oxygen to similar hearts, that pumps blood through the twists and turns of our very similar veins..... We gaze to the same far off moons and suns in the black veil of our universe. Creations of the Earth seem immense in size to such small, and frail people. Mountains seem grand and rivers seem endless...

We've spent over 2000 years trying to explain our visible immensities through science; Where did the stars come from? How big is our Universe? Are there others? When did the Earth evolve? Is it flat or is it round? How did we come to be? Where do we belong? How do I get there? and our dog, where does he go? Where do we go? What is death? What do we do while we're here? What's the purpose of life? Why do I feel the way I feel? Is there a god? Or did we create ourselves? Everyone asks these questions, because scrolled in our ticking minds and bleeding hearts lies these answers that we spend our lives looking for. Why do you think we ask these questions? Because subconsciously we believe deeply in immensity and in something eternal, but as people with sensitive senses, if we don't see it how can we believe in it?

Its almost humorous that we focus so much on the things we cannot figure out that we can see, and that we are living out that we sometimes forget of the immensity that is to come, after death. We focus so much on why we can't figure out the matter stars that our vision is blocked at the skies.  So we worry; How on Earth will my bills get paid? How am I supposed to raise this child? Is he/she going to live? Am I going to live? What am I supposed to do when they die? Do they like me? Can I be loved? Can I love? What should I be doing? Am I doing this right? Where am I going? How do I get there? How do I succeed?.. We sift and pry open and pull and cram and squeeze and tighten and loosen, and go left and  go right, we jump, we fall, we cry, we laugh, we win, we lose, we die. Now what? Heaven or Hell right, maybe purgatory or after lives, or better yet just nothing.. what does that even look like? 

Death pulls us into an entirely different immensity that is eternal. And death is a guarantee. Time ceases to be an issue, because there is no such thing as time anymore, because all of a sudden there is no more ending. All of a sudden Death pulls us into real immensity, that before was hidden behind the curtains. And all of a sudden everything we ever did in life, and everything we ever worried about is gone, and never mattered. It was wasted trying to figure out the seas and the mountains, instead of preparing for eternity. And lets be honest, eternity cannot be mapped by man, because its too immense. Man can't even map the seas in which the dwell with. So purgatory and after lives, and nothingness, all theories of man... those are out of the question... that leaves Heaven and that leaves Hell. Are you prepared for hell? or are you preparing for Heaven?

What War?- Our cushioned society.

It’s a brushfire spreading, feeding as it moves

It’s a disappeared glacier, it’s an airborne flu

It’s your disbelieving eyes locked in concrete miles

It’s your yawning conscious and your lawyer’s smile

It’s an occupied country, foaming at the mouth

No smoking gun, no mushroom cloud

It’s a military mother with a boy in hell

And it’s a flag draped casket down an oil well

It’s an Argentina school girl, gagged and bound

It’s a torture camp, it’s a long way down

It’s the constant brace and shock of now

It’s the whole damn world turned inside out

It’s a march to extinction with your god in step

It’s his name in your mouth, it’s his cross on your neck

It’s a farm boy sprinting over desert dirt

And he’s panting the ‘Our Father’ in staccato spurts

now that's his automatic rifle and it tells no lies

That’s his truth in your stomach, it’s no alibi

But the trouble lies on the other side

With an equal truth prepping for his holy night

He sees his crescent and the star in the virgin sky

He hears the call of milk and honey from the afterlife

And as he eases to the check point, he is calm and sure

It’s collateral damage, it’s the cost of war

It’s another bag of bones for the gods to sort

It's just another bag of bones for the gods to sort

It’s the species disappearing, all the birds fly south

In a January heat wave and a pulsing crowd

It’s an African militia, kids with sub machines

It’s a conflict diamond on your bride to be

It’s the dispossessed lining up every gate

It’s the facts worth facing, faced way too late

It’s the mission of modernity, go get what’s yours’

’Til there’s nothing leftover to get no more

And it’s not what were owed but it’s what we’ve earned

And it’s closer than we realized that it's time now, to burn

It’s time now to burn

Oh, it’s time now to burn