what i really meant to say was...

in the meantime
in between time
there's a fine line between
where you are and where you want to be

on the flip-side
in the shadow
there's a memory of
who you were and who you want to be

on the other hand
in the spotlight
there's a stage lit up
for who you are to all the rest of the world

in the middle, in the twilight, in the gloaming
that's where you get it right.
in the learning, in the burning, in the wrestling
with the angel with all your might.
in the leaving, in the weaving, in the weeping
of the tears you were once too brave to cry
in the trying, in the dying, in the running
of the great life race you just know you can win
you just might find the courage to begin, again.

across the fine lines on your face
across the stage lights in your eyes
across the oceans of the tears that you've cried
across the barrens of your mind
across the wastelands of your heart
across the plenty and the passions and the fears that you hold dear
there's still the change to make it somehow right.