Deep Water (Remastered)

There are roads the heart remembers Though the feet have never gone, Silver paths of almost-forever Fading with the dawn. You stand here in the daylight Steady as the shore, While another tide moves through me From some unseen before. No storm, no broken promise, No wild goodbye Only the quiet question Of how a life goes by. So I walk where love is given, Warm against the air… Yet part of me still listens For a song not playing there. Not every fire is meant To be held within the hand Some are only lanterns We were never meant to land. The real is built of mornings, Of ordinary grace A chair pulled close in winter, A familiar face. But somewhere lives the dreaming Of what we might have been, A door forever trembling That we have never entered in. And perhaps no single story Could have carried all of me… For my heart was shaped by oceans, Too vast for certainty. So I may walk in quiet Beside a love sincere, Still feeling distant starlight Only I can hear. And in the dusk between worlds I will release the plea That anyone could hold The whole of me. No soul was meant To make me whole. I am deeper water Than any shore. So I loosen every tether, Let the silent longings move And learn the sacred freedom Of a heart that does not need To prove. Whether held, Or wandering I am my own horizon. And I… am finally home.