Here again, with the grind of facing a blank canvas
Night in and night out, constantly wishing
That my words would touch a soul, out there
Just wishing you would feel my truth, my soul
I wished, that my words would traverse the ends of the Earth
Beyond sky and sea, constantly wishing
To reach the lonely heart of my eighteen year old self
In places I have never seen and lived, but have always been
I know you feel the same, and you surely do too
The mother of one, staunch in the face of abandonment
The rejected veteran, lonely and alone in the face of trauma
The unwilling office drone, repressed and discontent in inevitability
All this in life, in writing and deed, I think improbable
But wishes are free, so in all sincerity I constantly wish
That my love could so impossibly warm your frozen heart
In life and in difficulties, whether you know it or not
For the impossible is within our reach, evermore
This song I sing from my heart, as the walls dissolve into the night
The monochromatic pictures on the wall turn into a shade of velvet
As I wish upon the beauty of the night, constantly wish the impossible.