cracks in the leavesnletting the rays of light meet me half way, half wayni saw a bird get up and leavenpushing the air under its wings all the way, all the waynmaybe it was a dove, maybe an albino crownthe crescent moon was its destination as far as i could tellnwith such a flash of gracennyou got your wallet, you got your keysngot your plans to come meet me half way, half wayni've been trying to do what i pleasenand i've been trying to do what you pleasenall the way, all the way nnand maybe it was true lovenmaybe i was just too young to knownwe were both looking to places past each othernas far as i could tell with such a flash of gracenthere is nothing that you can do to keep it slownyou are always on the movenand you're so far from where you fell