Eric's Song

Vienna Teng

Waking Hour

strange how you know inside me

I measure the time and I stand amazed

strange how I know inside you

my hand is outstretched toward the damp of the haze

and of course I forgive

I've seen how you live

like a phoenix you rise from the ashes

you pick up the pieces

and the ghosts in the attic

they never quite leave

and of course I forgive

you've seen how I live

I've got darkness and fears to appease

my voices and analogies

ambitions like ribbons

worn bright on my sleeve

strange how we know each other

strange how I fit into you

there's a distance erased with the greatest of ease

strange how you fit into me

a gentle warmth filling the deepest of needs

and with each passing day

the stories we say

draw us tighter into our addiction

confirm our conviction

that some kind of miracle

passed on our heads

and how I am sure

like never before

of my reasons for defying reason

embracing the seasons

we dance through the colors

both followed and led

strange how we fit each other

strange how certain the journey

time unfolds the petals for our eyes to see

strange how this journey's hurting

in ways we accept as part of fate's decree

so we just hold on fast

acknowledge the past

as lessons exquisitely crafted

painstakingly drafted

to carve us as instruments

that play the music of life

for we don't realize

our faith in the prize

unless it's been somehow elusive

how swiftly we choose it

the sacred simplicity

of you at my sid