a song.

not poetry, but close enough. a song i wrote tonight...it sounds like a mix between jump, little children's "cathedrals," switchfoot's "let your love be strong," and the country of egypt in general...untitled.

if we existed...
if we existed...
if we could live above this life
i know i'd never cry
cause we'd never fight.

you make promises...
you make promises...
that only Superman could keep.
so although you mean well
i know they're always empty.

i remember in the beginning
we were selfless and so forgiving.
even time stopped to let us soar.
but what gets me down
more than the gravity,
is that we're perfect...
is that we're perfect...
but only circumstantially.

behind the sunrises...
behind the silences...
behind the endless day to day,
we aren't tired. we aren't worn out.
we're awake.

it's all so delicate...
it's all so delicate...
this balance we try to maintain.
but this is bigger than anything we could save.
we're such children in its face.

i remember in the beginning
we were selfless and so forgiving.
even time stopped to let us soar.
but what gets me down
more than the gravity,
is that we're perfect...
is that we're perfect...
but only circumstantially.

if we existed...
if we existed...
if we could live above this life.
i could wake up and be yours in the morning,
like i'm yours tonight.

i remember in the beginning
we were loving more than we were thinking
and reality was easily misplaced.
but what gets me down
more than the gravity,
is that you loved me
and we were perfect
but only circumstantially.