HOME- Resonance

self-reflective tears well in my eyes

crying over a time that never was

nostalgia washing over me

caressing my skin and whispering

youth, beauty, love... all i had not yet lost

golden age of hope and promise

lost now, gray steel and skies

everything up in flames

and i water the earth with my tears

an earth driven to extremes and death

everything implodes

society, the economy, the earth itself,

someday the sun and maybe the universe

and we will never be prepared

but it won’t matter, we’ll be long gone

lost in dreams and memories

faded snapshots of what once was

torn and creased, still warm,

held near and dear

a reminder of what to strive for

we can still do it, i still hold hope

that we can come home and fix things

that we can repair the damage done

and love again, find our harmonies,

our resonance.