Start All Over Again Poem by Mark Heathcote

We'll take off all our clothes
clad only in faith and shadows
we will slip through the cracks
like a firefly, a crackling spark.
And at some point in the dark,
start all over again, first past the post.

I'll swing on the porch
watching an old friend
with a feeling of eternal healing
I'll watch a distant star
when the light filters far away,
I'll take off like a prairie dog once again.

Lovers, not just ghosts dressed in rags
we'll listen to a blackbird sing
will you be my friend, not just to please me?
But to decipherer the beginning and the end
why does the river go straight, twist and bend
only to thaw when it has frozen.

Oh yes, we'll take off all our clothes
to warm ourselves naked once again
clad only in faith and shadows
we will slip through the cracks
like a firefly, a crackling spark.
And at some point in the dark,
start all over again, first past the post
lovers, not just ghosts.

A heart without lead-weights stones or hate
just a season ticket to continue
only to go straight, twist and bend
only to thaw when it has frozen
at some point in the dark,
like a firefly, a crackling spark
let us start all over again, join the rolling hills
and rumbling thunder in the valleys
as it shivers on down into living lightning flames.
Songs without words.