In the Beginning

Everything is far
Close enough to see
But just out of reach
You have a poet’s voice
Your words are paper thin
Springing from a fountain
High up on a mountain
In the beginning
There was nothing up above
Heaven is a cloud of dust
That stuck together in the name of love
In the beginning
There was nothing here but time
Now time keeps moving on
It never was and will never be enough
Everything is clear
Perfect like the sky
So endlessly open
You swim against the tide
Desire sets you free
The struggle was worth it
In the beginning
There was nothing up above
Heaven is a cloud of dust
That stuck together in the name of love
In the beginning
There was nothing here but time
Now time keeps moving on
It never was and will never be enough
In the beginning