Mark Twain from Empty Circle by Mike Vitale

Mark Twain
words and music by Mike Vitale

your voyage towards the outer rim of cold and harshest flight
but back around again you turn to gem of florid white
Halley's tail spun bewitching pose to admire from the ground
or better yet you near to me as you make your sunlit round

you're a comet that brushed along the sky and then returned to its journey alone
you're a gift from the heavens of love and creation wrapped in the confines of flesh and bone
a divine spark and the emergence of light
accretion coalesced until the balance was perfect and right
perfect and right

silence looms amongst the cold alone in black and night
so I exhaust myself to bring you all my energy and light
my lambent draw at distance tugs you closer for reprise
the beginnings of our universe reflecting in your misty eyes

you're a comet that brushed along the sky and then returned to its journey alone
you're a gift from the heavens of love and creation wrapped in the confines of flesh and bone
a divine spark and the emergence of light
accretion coalesced until the balance was perfect and right
perfect and right

the mass of love that draws you closer to my warming light
melts your inner being to release you from your flight
the gift you share with spectators standing on our earth
can watch our loving embrace and our universal birth

you're a comet that brushed along the sky and then returned to its journey alone
you're a gift from the heavens of love and creation wrapped in the confines of flesh and bone
a divine spark and the emergence of light
accretion coalesced until the balance was perfect and right
perfect and right

• Acoustic
• Country
• Mark Twain
• Mike Vitale
• Rock
• folk
• folk rock
• rock
• singer-songwriter
• Los Angeles