Currents

Just a passerby Drift over the divide All wait to stay, weightless Still slip away, shapeless Currents pull you through the air After all that standing there The sand falls much slower here Watch the time disappear Carvings cut like wood within your face Shadows fall and sound begins to fade Filled with color, grasp a thought outside your own Eyes go deeper, anchor down to stay afloat Currents pull you through the air All within the glance we share If only now we could believe That maybe you would never leave