why can't we just live

sometimes there is a little voice
but not inside my head
i'm listening inside for it
it never comes. it's dead.
but then i get a sense of this
and chill for this and even that
i'm running and it's alive
then i stop to catch my breath
it's nowhere. it's dead.

find it please
the things we need
the things we ever thought to be
and we are living and it's now

steep

Tread round your aching sides
Great mountain fall on me
again
I came across this way
When I was once young and free
I came across this way
again
And asked who I would be
…
Heat rose and embers fell
I died so I could see