the Finding

it was good to see you again
looking you straight in the eye
after all these years
you're still flying high
never made it down
missed seeing you around
you should've been here
with your feet on the ground
not that you missed anything
I couldn't say it's been special
you always think there's more
behind the other door
one day you're swinging
on the rope from the tree
the tighter the noose
the more you're free
so it's all a mystery
the feelings that abound
when you finally discover
what you lost, you found