message to you

message to you

I think that 

we're gonna be alright,

though I don't know

when or how.

But the Moon,

she watches over us,

and tomorrow

the Sun will be reborn

in amber light.

Though time will

keep slipping away

from our grasp,

if you tilt up your chin,

there will always

be beauty to seek.

So yes, I think

we're gonna be alright.