The Loneliness Of Magnets

My heart is a beating compass pointing to the pole

The great expanse of stillness, the true magnetic north

I know the sky-blue longing of a cloud of spiraling birds

All turning in an instant, a perfect spinning whirl

I feel the loneliness of magnets

And the tides across the sea

I am the dark valley calling

To the trembling mountain peak

Wherever you are tonight, as you close your eyes to sleep

Think of me as you drift away to the mist of silver dreams

And I will find you in the darkness where water turns to steam

Your pull upon my heart could steer ten thousand wings

I feel the loneliness of magnets

And trembling mountain peaks

I call you from dark valleys

And I hear you echoing