Main Street Music

Downtown Portland Oregon 2009

Your music makes up my dance and I stand still when you look through me.
I travel in circles of a repetitive beat but this is no music.

This limbo I am in is by no means a melody.
I linger of guilty curiosity and yearn for something I do not know.
I will be lost in solitude when I wake up without you breathing next to me.
This universe inside me could be my own prison,

my faith keeps it not so.
I can't touch you and I can't make you trust me but I can dance here until you see me.
You keep my heart even when I lose direction.
You keep me dancing when I can't hear the music.
You keep me singing when I forget the words.
You keep me near when I the dance floor gets crowded.
This city will run it's course. I will be standing in the middle of Main street with my bad dreams.
I will cry, kiss, scream, and stand still in my chaos. I will stay til you tell me to move.
So it is – nothing I can write or sing is as sweet as your love.
I don't understand the pieces of this song, I don't understand the word 'unconditional', I don't know how to change when changes occur.
I have no right to ask of anything but if I may, can I carry your tune?
May I stay in your arms in the middle of the street and cry your name til you see only me?
May I dance in your soul til I die?
May I ask of you to stay - take me to your sanctuary and kneel at the mercy of becoming one?