Washing Into the City

City lights were cast before us, leaping into hearts and shining dim on lovers dreaming aside one another -

Riding a wave of asphalt - washing into the city, so alive - cigarette sparks flashing the ground with a burst of embers - a glow on the horizon lets me know the morning is here -

I am on your side and so alive

Raging guitars, rythmic drums, a voice soaring over whatever used to hold it back - conquering weary eyes, hungry stomachs, souls lifted up in the glory of dreams being lived out by those brave enough to take chances

I am so alive

I am above the city lights - a racing heart tumbling into these arms of God and freedom and a melody deeper than Christianity or spirituality - lifted up by a Father into a light beyond what any eye has seen to hear music that is only heard by the deepest parts of the human heart

riding waves of earth into city lights with cigarettes, driving guitars, souls aflame and ready to burn into the night.