Intuition cannot be denied. Nor can Synchronicity, or a collective unconscious. We float into people’s lives and they float into ours, and I believe it is due to these reasons. I am always trying to make meaning of things, so here I go again.
Yesterday I felt something coming. And maybe I knew it was there all along, but I didn’t want to know, so I kept pushing it into my unconscious. But it decided to move…….into the broad day light for me to see in black and white. But now, I just don’t know what I am supposed to do with it. I have to keep it. I cannot leave it, although I would like to do just that. But I cannot let go of what I now know
“Positive, negative, positive negative…….whenever you breathe out, I breathe in. Whenever I breathe out, you are taking it all in…….”
Nothing’s clear, when waiting for a fog to lift
But I can be there, for you, because something in me told me to
It’s too sad, to look at it as something that never got to grow
And besides, we both feel the roots of what we've sown
None the less, I can’t help this feeling that remains
And that’s the part of me that wants to rinse away the memory
But I know deep down that no body of water can wash it away
I can feel the roots of what we’ve grown
I’ll take you here
I’ll take you there
I’ll take you everywhere I want to go
And oh isn’t that so beautiful to know
That I feel the roots of what we’ve grown...
