Thursday Class Numbers

(Verse 1) 
Dust on the highway, a cruel hand of summer's breeze A boy with a fast car, brought to his knees Left a quiet echo where laughter used to bloom That was just the first whisper, of a lifetime's haunted room The world kept turning, too young to understand How suddenly a future could slip through your hand Yeah, that was the first time, the colors started to fade A promise broken, a friendship unmade.

(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, the years keep turning, like a river to the sea Never thought that empty space would grow inside of me.

(Chorus) 
And the circle gets smaller, the lights start to dim Another space at the table, another missing hymn Friends just fade like old photographs, one by one Beneath the ever-setting sun.

(Verse 2) 
Now the lines around my eyes tell tales of passing years My heart's a patchwork of laughter and of tears The calls grow fewer, the silence starts to creep Another voice falls silent, another promise to keep Sometimes just a sickness, sometimes the cruel hand of time Leaving only whispers, like a half-remembered rhyme Oh, the stories we shared, now just mine to recall Watching them vanish, behind a closing wall.

(Pre-Chorus) 
Oh, the years keep turning, like a river to the sea Now those empty spaces keep multiplying inside of me.

(Chorus) 
And the circle gets smaller, the lights start to dim Another space at the table, another missing hymn Friends just fade like old photographs, one by one Beneath the ever-setting sun.

(Bridge) 
Oh, I trace the shadows on the walls of my mind The faces that flicker, the ones I've left behind A silent conversation, across the great divide With every soul that found its way to the other side This road I'm walking, it gets lonelier each mile Just memories to keep me company, for a little while.

(Chorus) 
Oh, the circle gets smaller, the lights start to dim (yes, they dim...) Another space at the table, another missing hymn (another empty chair) Friends just fade like old photographs, one by one Beneath the ever-setting sun. Yeah, the setting sun...

(Outro) 
Just dust on the highway... fading out of view. Only memories remain... long after you. Long after you...

The Circle of Life

Apple Music

Wasn't Enough

Gravity deepens its hold,
a silent weight tightening around my steps;
yet even as my legs grow heavy,
I am compelled to carry myself forward.
o  o
  o
Whether it is morning’s pale corridor
or the darkened passage of night,
the world does not shift for us—
and you already know
there is no simple doctrine
for a single, miraculous leap.
o  o   o  o
So fly—
you were never meant
to linger in eternal preparation.
Fly—
summon the vision of a run-up,
steady, deliberate,
cutting through the air before ascent.
I have reached a place
bathed in unbroken radiance;
and still—
I refuse to arrive alone.
You, all of you,
will rise with me.
Rain begins to fall
upon the black sheen of asphalt,
as if blessing our passage.
o   o   o
So dance—
scatter,
lift your chin to the sky,
and stand your ground.
Dance again—
for this stage,
forever haunted by angels and devils,
belongs to those
who dare occupy it.
Soon the rain is devoured by the sea,
and if your body falters,
if motion abandons you—
then think.
Do not allow your thoughts to sleep.
Swim through the whirling currents
at the ocean’s floor,
bright and unafraid,
and rise—
rise toward the trembling surface of the world.
So fly—
you were never meant to dwell
in preparation’s shadow.
Fly—
feel the weight gather behind you,
the way a bowstring tightens
before release.
o  o   o


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