You are you, and I am I
We're just two people passing by.
A world that spins, but seems so still
Has so much Empty for us to fill
You are you, and fire rages
Beneath your eyes, on blank white pages
When you laugh to quell the scream
that's when Real becomes a dream
You are you--by some strange grace
Your Heart shines outward from your face
Quirk your eyebrows, widen eyes
(that's what you do when you're surprised)
And as for you, I hope you know,
though sometimes it unnoticed goes,
You are Care, wherever you're at
You are you; Thank God for that.
