Within the chambers of our heart Are strings that make us whole Taut as wires on a well tuned bridge They wait for other strings They vibrate when they find their mate Each vibration makes them shorter That is what constricts the walls Lets us know that they've been plucked Or stroked by passing strings Hairs tuned to play the bow Sometimes they vibrate slowly With a low me'ncholic sound Bass viols loose thunder's roll We grit our teeth and face the weather As memories our hopes surround Those days you feel for the water As the waves roll through your mind Ebb and flow of truth and lies You trick yourself to try to cope Knowing waves will always win But dawn comes to those mornings Slow vibrations dampen out Each tug tugs us back less strong Waves go still, strings lengthen Sunshine dries away the salt Worse the days of fast vibrations When a string too like us bows Rubbing up against cold cable Hot and wet and full of pain Playing forgotten notes just so Storms of waves crash around us Crushing truths long turned to stone The air is rent with violent lashings Hearts seem fit to burst their bones No hope escapes no love survives Strong vibrations change us Waves erode the edges of the heart Each time we die a little Our strength slightly weakened Our chest a little tighter than it was But we cannot escape Nor should we even want to The strings are our humanity Their vibrations our humility In the face of heartless life Though each string is different Each of us who lives has one Here one of failed romance There a dream lost to reason This one a mother torn from son Addictions pains and tortures Lashed across our bended backs Love abandoned, honour lost Justice thwarted, truth maligned Hope forever tied to cost Each of these might cause us sorrow When it rubs our strings to motion It might move us from the now For those who share, it may move them To a new thread in the current But the one string binds together Each and every living soul Deep within the ball of strings Lies the fear that ties together That one day our strings will fall
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This work is Copyright (c) Mike Fletcher 2005