Everything You Gather Is Just One That

Once In Awhile You Get Shown The Light, In The Strangest Of Places If You Look It Right

Walk Out Of Any Doorway Feel Your Way, Feel Your Way Like The Day Before Maybe You'll Find Direction Around Some Corner Where It's Been Waiting To Meet You.

The Sky Was Yellow And The Sun Was Blue.

Counting Stars By Candlelight All Are Dim But One Is Bright; The Spiral Light Of Venus Rising First And Shining Best, From The Northwest Corner Of A Brand-new Crescent Moon Crickets And Cicadas Sing A Rare And Different Tune.

Poised For Flight, Wings Spread Bright, Spring From Night Into The Sun.