Modal Soul

Thinking of you under city lights has me in daze Memories from beyond, gone are the days But I'm still talking to you. Can you hear me? Like kodama in the forest - are you near me? There's a space between the two of us, let's fill it up I will not lament the world; I will reconstruct Until it's just as I envision it - a spiritual state The sky is tumbling, but it's you that emanates A light brighter than the sun - My pain and my peace A land full of flowers, you are atmosphere supreme I am love sick; eclipsed as I wait by the sea Of clouds so electric, will you come back to me? I look to the horizon and see my final view There's a light on the land and I'm hoping that it's you I'm hoping that it's you, You're my poem haiku You're my sanctuary ship in this frozen typhoon Rainy nights in Asakusa Tears splatter on a letter from Yokosuka In a stupor meditating on past, present, and future And the weaning of the luna... How did I lose ya? How did I end up here? Why does it take so many waterfall eyes for me to finally see things clear? So far away... But I still feel you and so I trek through the vibes in pursuit of modal soul Song of Four Seasons, temples, and a raven legion It's a blessing but the beauty cuts deep and That's the scorpion's dilemma - yin and yang vision I wait for the clouds and create from demolition I'm the first samurai to rise from the dead Season of colors - Autumn's voice in my head You're the instrumental - my New World's Rhapsody Hear my battle cry - I am not another casualty I strut across the moon; a dancing sword when it rains Aruarian, cloud watch for power gain I know you'd want that. In my world there's no words Just vibes, energies, Modal Soul and black birds That float into the silver morning like a feather Highs to lows; shadow and light spiral together I carve out a space in the air that encircles me I'm free to count stars and reflect on the eternal Rainy nights in Asakusa Tears splatter on a letter from Yokosuka In a stupor meditating on past, present, and future And the weaning of the luna... How did I lose ya? How did I end up here? Why does it take so many waterfall eyes for me to finally see things clear? So far away... But I still feel you and so I trek through the vibes in pursuit of modal soul