The surreptitious song

Take my inclination
Ask me about orchestration
I won’t know a thing

If it takes one night to be confused, it’s just one night to speed up the truth
Leading to the unsettled question, will it ever be enough?

Leave the past behind
Just walk away

You know what it feels like
You’ve felt it for so long

You don’t have to be here
Go where you want to go
You’ll hear the morning break

Breathe life into the rest of your time
It’s irreplaceable

No matter what they tell you
Or the spaces they organize you into

They are sleeping
You are awake

Take my inclination
You won’t miss a thing

-C

Photo by Michael A. Nyffeler | Queensland, Australia