Locate The Pieces

Locate the spaces in every branch for the sake of the sun Later flashlights make spots in the dark and we chase them The green glow of lightning bugs in the night Start the sky bending sidelong, the hardest part is trying to hold on And I do believe that our hearts are received Be on the rust colored reeds is glimpses of blueness Lately I can't recognize what's right from what is wrong The summer is spinning out of control 'til we're only ourselves Each season strips us down to the bone and we bear it I watch your shoulders feeding the deer in the afternoon sun The hardest part is shoulders that move on Lately I don't know what I could want from anyone I do believe that our hearts are received Through all the rust colored reeds, there's flashes of blueness Lately I can't recognize what's right from what is wrong And I do believe that our hearts are received Through all the rust colored reeds, flashes of blueness While you look at me and I don't know what you see Maybe through rust colored reeds, there could be blueness --- Locate the Pieces - Matt Pond PA