As I’m suspended here
I’ve a song that is in me
Asking a question
That’s long since been answered
But still I throw my head back
And sing Yes
As I’m suspended here
I’ve a song that is in me
Asking a question
That’s long since been answered
But still I throw my head back
And sing Yes
Brilliance bursts forward
Wrecking our plans to just peek
Prodding our prowess
Some book or some manual somewhere
Warns of delusions as grand
As the ones
I believe
I’m OK
With the knowledge
There are sunrises refusing to hustle
And sunsets equally reticent
But for my permission and wink
Rivers refuse to empty to sea
And winds wait in luffed sails
Lest my right hand’s at the helm and my left holds the lantern at 2:44 in the morn’
Artist’s notes will not paint
Or give wings to the heart
‘Til I dream that our feet give them grace to dance with
The Firework’s grand finale
Along with The Checkered Flag
Pause
For my nod
Yes
I am grand