Breathe

Softly did you sing to me
Outside my window,
In my dreams.
When I woke,
I could hear your voice in me.

One day we'll have the time
To stop the time,
And we'll plant two thousand trees.

When we are watching movies in our sleep,
When we are swimming out to sea,
They'll call us idealistic and naive,
But we know what it means to give.

'Cause really,
Giving something,
Is not wanting
Anything, in return.

The birds 'round you in ripples.
On the riverbank you give your words to me.
Sometimes into sonnets,
Into prose,
And we know how it feels to breathe.

So gather all your fortune 'round you now.
It didn't take too long to figure out,
You won't be needing any of it now,
Will you?