Branches from Finding Time by Half Past Four

Ever wonder what the truth is
Calibrating, ever changing
Once its happens, then it’s gone
One’s perspective is respective
Feel the fight - with all your might
Plant your feet and push your hands against it

It was once a lovely garden
Deeply felt perspicacity
Fortunes in a buttercup
Grabbing branches - climbing up
No memories swayed the branch
The bough was broken way before me

I will take what I need
And you’ll get what I leave
You can take what you see
But my real memory
Will be locked in a box with a key -you won’t see
I will take what I need
And you’ll get what I leave

And now the branches
Say its time go
All grown up now
pass on what you know

In a moment of awareness
You will speak to yourself
Measuring how high you’ve climbed
Weighing risk and telling yourself

That you’re fine
You are fine
No one’s hurt
No one’s dying

We are almost there..


I will take what I need
I will take what I need

Now I wonder where my tree is
It was here where I left it
Heard a snap and branch is gone
No more sitting in its arms
Sleeping here in its shade was a dream..

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