I wanted what we said
Let me be honest
More than what we’d made
Our bed as traitors
I wanted to live in a way
Let truth to have its day
More than to make others happy
Our shiny, tidy lie

I wanted what we said
Let me be honest
More than what we’d made
Our bed as traitors
I wanted to live in a way
Let truth to have its day
More than to make others happy
Our shiny, tidy lie

And it all went black
There in the moment I realized
Nobody makes promises anymore
No one has courage
Take vows from the ink
Make them come alive
And the heat lightning rap-rap-rap-rapping
‘gainst my glass window pane
Will not prompt me to doubt
It all went black
What of the prayers
What of you on bended knee
What of cherishing
A sister served to remind
That I tell you
Here
In the fall, I lost my ring
But not my promise
And I wait
I was gardening
Hands, feet and brow covered in dirt
In beautiful dirt
Making things pretty
So it’s okay
What else is there to tell
Oh
Yes
There is such difficulty in this
If there are choices
I’d say I’ve chosen
To not see, that I’d not know
So many else forget
Protect your eyes
Your skin, your perceptions
Keep clean from consensual dirt
This is that
Promise
Something ceremonial
Should there be
Some semblance
Of solidarity
Twofold testimony
To these times
If entrusting
These lives
5 minutes to sunrise
Dash out
Climb to the highest height
Catch in your arms
All I’ve promised from the East
Add hope of your own
With all your might
Fling-far to the West
Our new pact
5 minutes to sunrise
I dash out….
Much too much goodness
More promise and more substance
Than spine to withstand
We question the dreamer
The hopeless believer
As though it’s an improper sin
To be lost on the doubt
And colossal sell-out
That flows from not gazing within
Yet who should abide
Those who would brush aside
The stardust of dreams held most dear
When for one’s lifetime long
The heart still hears that song
To ignore this is what my soul fears
It was the wind
Just
I told my neck
So sure it’d felt
Your fingertips trace
A promise
For later
All I can ask you
For God’s sake please do grow up
For your sake grow up
It won’t come to pass
Neither the song nor the dance
Played out in your head
Those weren’t your slippers
That was not your glass carriage
That was not your crown
You asked a promise
I’ll give you this: keep walking
The music will come