Simple

Looking for fluorescent dreams To bring some daylight out of me Help me find my prints from better times The silence only feeds the ghosts And tells them that they're not alone And we can't keep building homes on dotted lines There was a time when I was brave There was a place for looking up and feeling safe When the sides split into good and bad Do you want to take the middle Could it really be that simple Maybe it's the sullen moon That brings the water back so soon I'd wondered why it had taken so long The morning drives from evenings past And we're still smoking last year's grass Maybe we'll find strength after it's gone There was a time when I was free There was a place where we could live and disagree Raiding churches for the concrete bars Still out searching for the symbol Maybe it really is that simple There was a time when it was hard There were places in between the smallest parts But it's a paper blade you're given Is it fear or hope you cripple Oh love, it really is that simple