Envelopes

Envelopes - Sleeping At Last

On tree branches

There are birds instead of leaves

All at once they lift through trees

To reveal the unseen

Blindfold of wings

Held us from perfect sight

While savaing unready eyes

All will be lost all will be well

All will be loved when living is hell

We'll cry dead leaves to grow

In broken English

Arguments igniting fires

We'll sing in off key choirs

Of an ageless rebirth

After feathers disappear

Our bodies will heal and repair

Sent down in envelopes

A white sea of dangerous hope

Arms overflow with the weightless flood of words

Perfect ears let truth be heard

And we will learn to let go

We will learn to let go

We'll pull each letter one by one

Every ribbon comes undone

Little eyes and little souls

Will now be strong enough to hold

Divorce of need

Explanations breathe for us

On paper waves we sway

Our bodies get lifted away outside of space

Send down the envelopes

The forest resets in hope