Bags packed he’s on the road again
He can see it in her eyes
Left alone again
She’d never stop him
Dream-catcher chasing a dream
Forever walking thin lines with one foot in the stream
She needs seeing not believing, scared this well-used track
Might turn one way, just forward not back
Fractures once healed cracked
She knows that demons stay packed
Still remembers a time when he painted it black
Tapes up ends, captures moments
Now the framework’s frayed
Colours run rainbow rivers
And she’s just left drained
Back home reworks the canvas
Familiar brush strokes
Sees some true colours and some glimmers of hope
Wire cut in one stroke
From the shards that broke
Reveal reflections in the canvas
From the lines once wrote
Close up, shut down
Hold back, not now
He’ll make it all happen and he’s showing her how
Tooth and nail
He’s not stopping
True it’s taking its toll
Spreading out on the mattress with no one to hold
Lonely nights turn cold
Between ink stained sheets
Leaked from late night love ballads that he wrote in his sleep
Crease by crease
Piece by piece
Starts to straighten it out
Still leaves her with shadows
But he hasn’t a doubt
He can make it all happen
Battling, time’s running out
Hold on sweet
It won’t be long no before these sown seeds sprout
He’ll work it all out
No doubt it will be too late
She reaches out and she keeps his faith
Left breathless, she’s every song in one line
Restless it’s just a matter of time
She’ll run for cover now
Just to get lost in the trees
Scared to stop
Cos she thinks she’ll freeze
Each direction
Journey’s taking its toll
So connected
Yet she’s nothing to hold
She used to paint her own scenes
The day the ink well dried
She locked the colours in her mind
You’ll only see it in her eyes
Sit and watch the whirlpool
Tried to pick the locks
Scared to let go
If she starts she’ll never stop
It’s now or never
Caught each drop
Set free but still feels locked
Breeze whistles through the canvas
Rocked the pain that stays docked
Painted pennies for his thoughts
But change comes too slow
There’s twice as much inside
The colours everywhere she goes
Now to share those sights
Shouldn’t take so much fight
Tears water down the colours at the end of each night
She’s the one clear light on his way back home
He makes it right, she grips tight
But she knows he’ll roam
Ringtones, sad poems, long gaps, no talk
She wants answers now
But he’s deep in thought
Walks his walk
Talks his talk
What’s missing?
Pulls apart the pieces trying to better his position
Quotes were missing from the canvas
Turn the page to feel safe
Deep between the lines
Saw reflections of his face
A fall from grace
A time and place
She knows she’s not going back
She lets it be and avoids the traps
Maybe now perhaps they can both run together
He rides out the storm
She’s on the search for better weather
Now whether or not the painted penny drops
She just stands by the window
He’ll just keeps throwing rocks