Behind my Mirror (Part 2)

where there is hope
the light never dies
draw near to me now
and dry my eyes

these times are hard
the feelings are new
but looking back
i see how we grew

when clouds rolled in
and lightening struck
as life unraveled
and rain made muck

you were there
and so was i
i was here
you heard my cry

flooded waters
carrying through
falling teardrops
from me to you

you to me
and still there's three
carrying you
carrying me

when words are tough
and feelings hard
yet again
we find a new card

colors bleed
pigments lie
wondering how
needing a why

there is a reason
to every season

an answer to why
i lay down and cry
an answer to when
it all will begin
a reason to know
how it all needs to go

hollow words
tormented minds
a kind of fear
that wrips and grinds

but that third strand
will not wear
somehow or another
its always there
knowing that we
are too weak on our own
knowing that we
will never fully be grown

remember me
remembering you

dont forget
all we go through
when others fall
or comprimise
our blue rose
never dies

the petals shrink
the color fades
but still its love
it gives away

remembering that
true beauty is found
beneath that
which covers the ground

which will explain
why it is true
a sister of yours
doesnt look like you

that is not
where it begins
the thoughts of the heart
come from within

when words are said
yet nothing heard
the soul flies on
just like a bird

spread your wings
and fly away
do not worry
although i stay

running fast
the time comes slow
forgetting about
all that we know

but as long
as your by my side
life is always
worth the ride

when the lights are off
when my soul cries
a soft humm
opens my eyes

never alone
never apart
beating on
the song of our heart