Inner Peace
By
Bruce Clifford
Some things I can't explain
It's too hard to think about all of this again
It looks like what was will always be
Will we ever reach our true destiny
Every night I'm alone in my dreams
Wondering what all of this means
I can't get by just living on a wing and a prayer
I can't survive knowing you're not near
So many things are better left unsaid
I can't get the image of you out of my head
It feels like what was is meant to be
Will we ever forget all the tragedy
Every night I'm alone in my dreams
Wondering what all of this means
I can't get by just living on a wing and a prayer
I can't survive knowing you're not here
How many lifetimes must we wait to find our inner peace
How many mountains must we climb until we feel at ease
How many spaces in time before it's all out of reach
How many emotions collide until we are strong enough to teach
Some things I can't explain
It's too hard to think about all of this again
It looks like what was will always be
Will we ever reach our true destiny
©5/17/13 Bruce Clifford
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