fallen from the sky

1/22/2009

i want an accent as thick as the sea
and i want him to wash over me
i want eyes that cloud over less
so please meet me in the wilderness
i want someone that cradles me
without getting so choppy
the waves can be gentle, rest easy
show me what i need to see
i want green pastures, better days
pleasant weather around always
a piece of land no one's been before
show me it was meant for me and no more
be fresh and sweet, be my creek
the top, the mountain, i need to peak
and when i tumble through the grass
patches of clovers slow me down fast
i want something pure and new
i want to create something in you
natural, never fading, sometimes scary
unrealistic won't be in our vocabulary
when i sleep, whisper in my ear
the sweetest thing i'll never hear
dream with me things you don't believe
and i'll lay hanging off your sleeve
show me something i don't already know
so i can't be scared of where it will go
i'll breath air from every corner of the earth
all the oceans can't quench my thirst
there's no need to stop or to slow down
i can see others caving in all around
i have forgotten all reasons why
i want to feel like i'm falling from the sky