DEEP REST

chaos is a beautiful thing
as long as you dont get too close
hide myself in poetry and song
communicate in tongues and codes
like all the lost dreamers before me
have to play instruments every day
otherwise i go insane
making music is a way to avoid
the thunder storm of living
music is my medicine, my salvation
like a warm blanket after a long war
you just lay there on the ground
crawl up into the cave you found
sleep with your great love beside you
the one that you just can’t seem to forget
home is where you remember
to set the stone down
give yourself a deep rest