You and I, on the way through. In these times, we have nothing to prove. And we're true enough to, work through the tough, too.
Why the delay before our purpose is served, the breaking of words which no one has heard ? Here's to a breaking of bread. Hope it's not too far off ahead. Sharing thoughts that we've bred, we find friends in those who just said something true. From me to you, it's the best we can do.
Too late, it's passed away from us. No, it wasn't sent for you and me. That was meant for someone else's story. You and I are, better off by far... without it.
So for now, reflection rules my mind. Empathy rules my heart with this pain inside. It's the pain reminding me that I have a soul. Present in the here and now, it builds my faith in wisdom somehow. Those are my heroes. Those are my guides. No need for a crown. No good reason to hide.
And the moon's now found the horizon. Something to focus our eyes on. Because hope always puts a prize on, that which our hearts may inspire from.