How do you breathe a magic sky
And touch the lights of Halcyon?
For what is Love to you but paint
That smears and drips across the Dawn?
Come whisper now of Wednesday hope,
Of glistening and glimmering,
Come feel the cotton, silk, and rest
While fireflies are shimmering
How do you hold the infinite,
When much that was has broken wrong?
Exhale the colors of your hope,
Extend yourself, for you