The Strangest Treasure

Ian Ayres with French Francs (by Eric Ellena)

I hear you ask yourself what is there
To fill this aching void?
Shiny products in a window
Or movie stars in tabloid?
You are thoughts merging in cyberspace
Lost to the human race
Watching raindrops drop in an ocean
Of pixels and sound waves

And if fear is your core emotion
You could end up destroyed
Because it’s all passing shadow
When no human warmth’s enjoyed
Power, fame, beauty, and fortune
Use up the life you live
Then leave you when your time expires
Scared, with no love to give

You know you’re rich with the strangest treasure?
The more you give, the richer you get
Come on, come on, what’s holding you back?
Open up before you forget

The Arctic’s melting, why not let your heart
Kiss the ones you meet for kismet?
Right now is your past, present and future . . .
Love is something you’ll never regret

Sometimes you feel your mortality
Way too much.
Everything is so
Temporary.
All we have at our final dying moment
Are memories
Of where our love
Lived most
And a desire
For that
Love . . .

You know you’re rich with the strangest treasure?
The more you give, the richer you get
Come on, come on, what’s holding you back?
Open up before you forget

The Arctic’s melting, why not let your heart
Kiss the ones you meet for kismet?
Right now is your past, present and future . . .
Love is something you’ll never regret