All Your Life

There are days there are times there are places you know
There are faces and voices and prints in the snow
There are words that have meaning and ones that don't
There are people to love you and people who won't
In the night when it's dark and it's thick and it's cold
And you're starving for arms to have you and hold

The days and times and places and faces
The voices and prints and words and people
The love and the night and the arms and the cold
None of it melts none of it dies
It'll never be hollowed by maggots and flies

The pictures you take that come out all blurry
Will get lost and forgotten and erased in a hurry
Cuz none of that mattered despite its exposure
And none of it helps when you're seeking closure
Trying to escape the glimpse you got caught in
That's sown on and scarred your very being

None of it melts and none of it dies
It'll never be hollowed by maggots and flies

there's no way to describe the momentary beauty
that has no power but that which you give it...
it means nothing if you're not there... or if you don't care.
i care. =-)