Respect me, and I'll respect you.
Trust me, and I'll trust you.
Support me, and I'll support you.
Care for me,
and I'll care for you.
Listen to me, and I'll listen to you.
Understand me,
and I'll understand you.
What you give to me is what you'll receive,
and how you treat me is what will define us.
Amen.
The streetlights hum a hazy tune beneath the tired paper moon.
I'm just walking with no place to go,
counting the cracks in the pavement below.
My head was heavy, my thoughts were grave,
just trying to measure out the day.
Not looking up,
just looking down at the lonely corners of this town.
Then I saw them shimmering bright,
a tiny galaxy in the fading light,
reflecting in a pool of rain,
washing away the ache and pain.
I don't need to look up at the sky to see a universe drift by.
I'm finding heaven in this space,
right here in this forgotten place.
A piece of glass,
a fallen leaf,
a moment of a sweet relief.
The cities glow on wet asphalt,
a perfect, beautiful, stunning fault.
Each crack becomes a silver line,
a secret cosmic
grand design.