Progress

Your heart is open but your eyes stay closed enough to keep actuality away
In such impressive motion you cast a careless hand to the air
Give me something to hope for.

And the only thing that brings me back is love.

Your mind is open but your mouth stays closed
Enough to keep painful words from falling out
With every ounce of passion I speak till my lungs both billow out
I'll give you something to hope for.

And the only thing that brings me back is love.