The Artist

I don't know when it started
This feeling I've a long way to go
Half a lifetime's work
And not that much to show

Searching for perfection
Second guessing everything
To carve a thousand birds
And never hear them sing

I can imagine the inside out
From the darkness the light will come
Get into the shadows
To let the light escape
Who'd have thought creation
Would take so much away?

Never enough
Dreams slowly burn and turned into ash
Go through the motions, keep showing up
Carve to feel nothing, work for the silence
Cut for relief
The choice is now (the choice is now)
Will I always wonder if it's the time (if it's the time)
To make the connection?
Heart to the hand, hand to the blade
Dreams manifest, glory displayed

Searching for a place
Find a different way
Let go what has gone
And cannot be returned

I never thought a dream could survive this long
In the dark, like a flame without fuel
With flutters and sparks, clings on to life
Almost gone, almost invisible

If I walk away, I'll always wonder
Maybe I'm wrong to build up the blaze
Let in the air, take a deep breath
And watch it breathe into life