no limits, no fear

sometimes

when it's quiet

I think I can hear

ghosts of my life creeping up on me

quiet footfalls of the choices I live in

I've never been happier

or more scared the sky is falling

choices, the idea of what can be

there's safety in the way you look at me

terror in the starkness of that beauty

excited and unsteady

drunk on the possibilities

your smile, my hope for tomorrow

feel my heart, pounding out a rhythm

pieces of me, coming together, almost whole

something so simple

my voice shakes

when I speak of home...

yeah...