Morning Theft

Morning Theft: A Poetic Journey of Love, Loss, and Redemption
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Lyrics

Time takes care of the wound, so I can believe

Time heals wounds, allowing belief in the process.

You had so much to give, you thought I couldn't seek

You had a lot to offer, but you believed I couldn't appreciate it.

Gifts for boot, heels to crush, promises deceived

Gifts and promises were used against each other, causing pain.

I had to send it away to bring us back again

Had to distance something to reconcile later.


Your eyes and body brighten silent waters deep

Your presence brings brightness to quiet depths.

Your precious daughter in the other room asleep

Your beloved child sleeps nearby.

A kiss goodnight from every stranger that I meet

Even strangers' goodnight kisses reflect a longing.

I had to send it away to bring us back again

Similar to line 4, needing separation to rebuild.

Morning theft and pretender left ungrateful

References a theft in the morning and an ungrateful pretender.


True self is what brought you here to me

Your true self brought you to me.

A place where we can accept this love

A space where we can acknowledge and embrace love.

Friendship battered down by useless history

Friendship affected by past events yet to be examined.

Unexamined failure

Failures that haven't been thoroughly explored.


What am I still to you? Some thief who stole from you?

Questioning one's identity in relation to the other person.

Or some fool drama queen whose chances were few?

Self-doubt about being seen as a thief or a drama-prone individual.

That brings us to who we need, a place where we can save

Seeking a place for mutual healing.

A heart that beats as both siphon and reservoir

A heart that both gives and receives love.


You're a woman, I'm a calf, you're a window, I'm a knife

Comparing differences between two individuals.

We come together making chance in the starlight

Meeting and creating opportunities together.

Meet me tomorrow night or any day you want

Open invitation for future meetings.

I have no right to wonder just how or when

Not entitled to speculate about the future.


And though the meaning fits, there's no relief in this

Although the explanation makes sense, there's no comfort in it.

I miss my beautiful friend

Expressing longing for a lost friend.

I had to send it away to bring her back again

Repetition of the need for separation to reconcile.

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