It just feels right.

It just feels right.
Like I'm calm. In my bones.
It just feels like,
I am safe, I am home.

You just feel like,
There is no train to catch.
There is no place to be
Since this can't have a match.

It does feel like,
We could stay in the dark.
We could breathe the same air
And just exhale all that's bad.

We could get to a point
Where we could even touch.
Trying to grasp for air.
And explore without rush.

But hey, bodies do lie,
You might think they can feel.
But it's souls that you want.
Those are strong, brave and real.

Not just any young soul.
That believes this is real.
Who survives in this world,
While we're craving to feel.

Choose one that's been through hell,
Feeling all there is to feel.
Yet managed to come back
With a pretty good deal.

It was something like this:
"You go back and you give,
You share love, care and hope.
Don't forget to forgive."

So I got back and thought:
Who would want such a thing?
To be loved without doubt.
Do we have such a need?

Who could want games and fun,
While they're figuring out.
What feelings look like
And what life is about?

Do you know a soul
That wants to lose his mind,
Cause he used it enough
And has seen that it's blind?

Do you close your eyes,
Every time you decide
Where to go, what to do.
Who is really your guide?

Could you trust so much,
That you'd stay in the dark
And trust love and myself,
While I figure you out?