river of love

there are those in dark corners
who don't see the paint without the light
there are many fine sculptors
not enough hand holders

someone in the family is missing from the photograph
but we smile in the moment we're framed

it looks like some of us have risen up
but the weight of it all is all too much
for the few who learn to swim
there are many who have not been touched
by the river of love

there is beauty around me i can see
but the sun has always shone for me
i've been loved since my conception
but the river of love has made exceptions

and if my song doesn't inspire me to move
then what is it but a lullaby to help me sleep
i am lonely for the lonely
some part of me thinks i should never smile

and if my song doesn't inspire me to move
then what is it but a product of my own tears
to make it a little easier for me to turn away
away into the ground in a box just big enough to hold me
waiting for a voice that's brave enough to scold me

it looks like some of us have risen up
but the weight of it all is all too much
for the few who learn to swim
there are many who have not been touched
by the river of love

and if my song doesn't inspire me to move
then what is it but a lullaby to help me sleep
i am lonely for the lonely
some part of me thinks i should never have fun
until the river of love reaches everyone

© 2007 Chris Hickey