reality

i want to dance in the sky.

when was the last time you could smile and mean it?

i want to spin.

when the harmonica comes in,

i won't be fake in this moment.  how could i be?

you show to me my true self.  could you be my mirror?

could you be my best friend?

walk with me as you always have.

i won't forsake you this time.

all the people, are we dancing together

in torn jeans and jackets of leather?

have you been brought to your knees,

singing out, this must be an angel?

when i think about the people across the globe,

surely you are rejoicing as i am.  surely we're standing

clasped hands, as one.  rather than as from one to another.

crying angels.  let's run away.  

i can't breathe.  knowing you exist.  i'm really glad.

this must be real.