Soundtrack “Coming In The Air Tonight” By Sierra Eagelson
She’s like me, she loses herself in the dark things, the sad things, the unexplainable things
Like the thoughts that arise in her, when staring up at the canopy of wish-less stars
She beholds it all with awe and wonder, wanting to feel connected to someone or something, or maybe to all things
She has reverence for the fragile things, only to watch them shatter and fall through her heart
All people will let you down, thank god for the loyalty of a dog
She’s fearless, she digs deeper into the places where others choose detours
All seekers are loners, except for the company of their cats
People are vicious, unpredictable and for no apparent reason will suddenly turn on you
She and I hold hands with each others shadow, we’ve fumbled about, finding ourselves alas within one another
She’s like me, she hates liars, mean people, hypocrites
And all those zealots who nail others to their faux pious crosses
She’ll confront the mean spirited, but then become sick of it all, throwing up both her hands
Silence becomes her amor, but she whispers beautiful things in my ear
Her words are warm and damp, tickling a place deep down in my belly
Like me, she becomes sick of the fight, there’s just too many comatose people
It’s been too long, to feel this empty, this lonely how it had always been before her
She’s my last chance, suspending reality with her magic, my final faith in humanity I don’t want to ever let her down,
If I should ever lose her, it’d once again be just me, alone in my darkness