In Between

I used to love the days you bring.  
But now am somewhere in between.
You my unforgotten dream.  
You are somewhere in between. 
The air was fresh,  
	The grass was green.
But now they both are in between.
Air and grass, 
	I am the stream.
And you are somewhere in between.

Gap aside, the gap can close.
	To pass I tried.
	The gap I choose.
Iíd pass the gap to hear you sing.
You leave me somewhere in between.
In all I do, itís you thatís seen.
And you Iíve placed so far between.

Soon I sow the inner seem.
And life within the dayís routine.
But boredom flees, when you are seen.
	For you are somewhere in between.

	My eyes are sharp.  
	My eyes are keen.
For only you are in between.

You, my unforgotten dream.
In my mind, you are the queen.
You are love as grass is green.
You are somewhere in between.

As I listen, I will hear.
	Once again, the sadness shown.
And as you wear your current fear.
	More and more you cry alone.

Alone and crying, but never seen.
Your life is somewhere in between.
You touch my words and make them clean.
To somewhere far and never seen.
You are hope as mad is mean.
You are few and far between.

In between, what does it mean?
The answer you look for canít be seen.
So from being sure, or unforseen.
My mind is somewhere in between.

Like the clouds of the air, you are serene.
	Serene is how you seem to me.
	You take my soul and make it free.
And leave me somewhere in between.

In the earth, in all thatís seen.
You are such the scenic scene.
You, my unforgotten dream.
You are somewhere in between.

Copyright ©2001 Joseph Michael Egan

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