Susan K. Rowse - Breaths Turn to Run lyrics

We slice through the fog with ears as our sight The paddle breaks the silk for a lovers paradise There are no horizons...the mist has blocked the sun Hearts are heard beating as breaths turn to run Searching for the sound of surf; this travel has been long Paddling this shoreline...seeking the Sandpiper's song Sunshine filters in the morn and eyes adjust their sight The mountains loom, the foliage moves and waterfalls are quiet Tis heaven for the making, tis every couples dream Tis wishes proud and honest...all laid out for two friends The bleached and dried old oaken boards... still sturdy for a form An Architect, with eyes delight...boarding up a home A porch for him...a chair for her...a bed makes it complete When curtains turn this gauzed rustle into their solid sleep No worries here or noise of ha**les... No urban foils of tossed out oils...polluted air for castles Manmade hells that speak aloud and never redeem smiles Constant highways raking land miles to miles to miles The constant roar is traded now for ease of tangled love With love and legs and ta**eled beds and blue skies up above Tis heaven for these two who wait and search the shore for hope Waiting eases tensions when we abide our life's to cope Eventually we'll get there...paddle for all the worth Land in hand...then fog will break...we'll find our piece of earth