Emily Hurd: SONGS

I think I hear what you are trying to say.
It isn’t clear, cuz your words complicate and jumble all the rumblings in your heart these days.
So strip it down to its truest form.
Make it sound just like it did before, when I knew what was inside you just by looking at the lines on your face.

Recall the oath that you gave to me;
that we both would find a way to be truthful and youthful in our loving ways.
So take it off to show its truest form.
Make it soft or make it a thunderstorm. Just make it…naked…as the lovely lines on your face.

It’s always hard to say the easy things,
but you can start by releasing things. Don’t be nervous. Sometimes the surface is the safest place.
So break it down into its truest form.
Let it drown out pain and all your sorrows, and tomorrow, it will all be as natural as the lines on your face.

It ain’t over. We have just begun
to find an older way of being young by freeing our real feelings from their hiding place.
So get inside to the truest form.
Let it shine. All we’re living for is just to say “I love you” with a smile made of the lines on your face.


Written by Emily Hurd