Dreaming of someday going there....

This song really just hit me this past hour/ hour and a half.


Face pressed up against the glass
Wondering how the birds take flight
& where the sun will go at night
Face pressed up against the glass
Making small circles of breath
& counting all the pieces left

Dreaming of somewhere far away
Where things get born and never feel lonely
Dreaming of one day going there, 'cause here
You gotta keep too many things inside
You gotta keep too many things inside

Breathing in shallow breaths
Feeling gentle heartbeats
& crawling underneath the sheets
Summertime, still light outside
Can't seem to penetrate
All the dark that's wanting to escape
What are those birds called
That cannot live in captivity?
Something wanting to stay alive
So she's keeping all those things inside

~Leah by Kim McMechan