meet me before the sun’s final bow
between the minutes and cracks in my palm
I count your tears and sorrows
to plead for your tomorrows
call me when the waves crash
meeting the walls you’ve built
as I seek a lighthouse
to bring us warmth and refuge
find me as the moon escapes the clouds
I’ll play to the sounds of the wind
to guide you home
free, away from the storms in your soul
know that with every change of color in the skies,
you have me right by your side.