Of Humans

We ache for a human connection
For a hand to hold when dancing with the waves
For an ear to whisper as we lie on the sand
Under the blanket of a thousand stars in a distant beach

We tread mighty mountains on blistering feet

Desiring to brighten someone else's day
In return seeking mere acknowledgment
Often in vain, in all wrong places

We yearn to come home into arms that clutch strong

To love so much that it hurts sometimes
To trust someone enough to let them free
And to know we will be missed when we truly leave

We strive too hard to touch another soul

To leave behind footprints on the sands of time
But all it takes to erase those fragile prints permanently
is one paltry wave. (Behold!)

Now playing: If you want me by Marketa Irglova and Glen Hansard