A parade crosses the dead center of my heart
You come, clicking your heels
A melody, just learned, to an empty plaza
Lighting a rose-colored lamp and moving on
Lively dreams soon slip through your two hands
And confetti dances up in a tiny wind
Rather than tears of farewel,l try carefully placing
The excitement of meeting inside your heart
The syncopation you left behind in your shoeprints
Continues on beyond the morning mist
In a town somewhere, in someone's dreams
It's gone to light a warm lamp
Rather than the sadness of farewells, the joy of meeting
Piles up bit by bit, facing the light
A staircase rises in spirals to the sky
And, piercing the red rainclouds, becomes a rainbow
No matter where you are, though you may be in a distant
and
If you listen hard, you can hear it--that song
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