Speaking Confidentially           
             
Speaking confidentially 
the fire that burnt inside of me 
has turned to ash the tortured tree 
that grows beside the anguished sea 
Speaking confidentially 

Speaking metaphorically 
the earth I trust beneath my feet 
is moving now ever so slightly 
I shift my feet but feel no relief 
Speaking metaphorically 

Speaking hypothetically 
if the air you breathed was so unique 
would you use it up to idly speak 
or horde it for a rainy week 
Speaking hypothetically 

Speaking kind of cryptically 
the sea that raged beside the tree 
burning bright for all to see 
it just might mean the most to me 
Speaking kind of cryptically

             
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