Natural Meths

This time i'll try to remember your face.
Maybe the third time I find ease that's not fake.
No need for meths.

To love you and take your memory as a tatoo.
To feel like nothing is missing and still be rude.
For meths i have no use.

The eartquake was inside and i was scared and blue.
For taking your hand, inside your eyes and through.
put it over my chest to tell me what's true.
Meths are no match to burn like you do.

Have we sometimes forgotten that little smile.
The sandy taste, the lucky days, to feel really alive.
Your fingers done, my stunned face, your eyes open wide.
To feel that pain will fade away, to sing and walk that aisle.
To thank you every single day, for being who you are.
That walking tall even when it rains it's telling me you're fine.
I don't need to worry you'll fade away, i know you'll be alright.

The only thing i ask you is that next time you'll say goodbye.
Farewell is not a word inside our world of loving wide.

This time i'll try to remember your face.
There's no need of doing that.
You are here. You always was.
Natural meths that make you feel the power of God.
Thank you for show us everybody, what it takes to speak the heart.





Happy birthday Proud Wisconsin Fingers