Living On

Petrichor The tables turn for all of us And say it once more I will never feel the same way twice It's heaven's door Opening just slightly right before the fallen rain Canopy Can it be that we found shelter That to me is living proof of trust in this Like trees in mist Clouds below me and grass above me Now you know me, you can love Found as a broken bottle, message gone But I'm filled with light in your hands All is well, living on Petrichor Wet petals fall like silver On a second floor On some bright journey of learning and returning To the other travel on and Sky below and grass above me Now you know me, you can love me Found in the ruins of the Parthenon But I'm filled with warmth in your hands All is well, living on