There, There - Mideau

One day the spark will run me

I found balance inside my mother’s hands

Head on the couch and holding a weight heavy

A dove of St. Helens' ash

Poise and the queen homecoming

loved like each story that ends

with «there, there don’t feel down»

But I’ll never forget what’s made me

I want every memory, let them come

But somewhere back on the way I got busy

and mislabeled our hours as limitless dust in the distance

I formally wanted to say

how I’ve missed you lately

No, I can’t figure it out

if only now

It has to work

I can make it right;

I can recreate all that it was

Oh, it has to work

It’ll last for life;

a delicate commanding cause

Oh, it has to work

with arms aligned stay the sun, hold up the sky

Oh, it has to work

Oh, it’ll have to work or into a thousand fragments burst, burst, burst

Soft light, your eyes are heavy

Close them tight

It’s paradise

The dream then it can come easy

It’s all you need