There comes a moment, a second of hesitation, no
not hesitation…thinking…a moment when that
thought she had, the one buried deep the one put
away almost forgotten rises bubbles in her cold
champagne in her dreams she see what she sees
when…she wants to really see

   This side of happiness is always the sun side the big ride
   the sensory tide of knowing living being and seeing the
   fact that she will be…who she will be

The moment floats to a surface, an idea, the soft
shimmering skin of an emotion laying helpless in
her thoughts…driven by tears by mention of hard
pain and missed expectation, she embraces the idea
with warm hands warmer heart she waits for the
inevitable to arrive

   This side of happiness is always the sun side the big ride
   the sensory tide of knowing living being and seeing the
   fact that she will be…who she will be

The arrival of awareness of sensory motivation
comes this side of happiness…it is where the idea lands
when it lands, when it becomes apparent, her dreams
deciding and designing the ultimate place the perfect
place the right just right spot for the feeling to
evolve to grow and become her

   This side of happiness is always the sun side the big ride
   the sensory tide of knowing living being and seeing the
   fact that she will be…who she will be

She feels the motion of deciding of designing of
placing the idea of becoming who she is when she is
only ever ever who she is while the world goes rolling
goes on and on…she creates the space within without
and always with the notion motion movement and
methods to be herself

   This side of happiness is always the sun side the big ride
   the sensory tide of knowing living being and seeing the
   fact that she will be…who she will be

Always who she will be…