a promise.

[abrilliantdance]

i grabbed a paddle and a music box
i rowed out to the very middle
i jumped out my boat and swam
i clicked my heels wildly and danced
to the dreamscape sound of pianos and fiddles,
to the delicate feel of water all around me.
and when i started to sink
with my thoughts floating to the surface
gliding wildly up above me like angels
going home, gathered in hundreds
(never alone)
i let go of all that i imagined it to be
i kept my eyes fixed on that lovely menagerie
of twilight dreams and lovely histories
of things that could never be,
and i kept my heart fixed on a promise
that good things come to those who are honest
that a heart-earned right to be happy
is a true reality,
not some sappy poet's perception of his own sanity.
but ah, you should have seen my thoughts rise with your own eyes
what a sight to see!
if i hadn't been the only soul around for miles
the world would surely agree
the world would have to admit that there was something to it
how it lit up the sky like fireflies
how you could see them for miles
how you cracked a smile when you thought no one was looking
ah but you can't hide from eyes so alive
that they split the difference between you and i
there's a smile hiding there
and for now that's enough.