Light as air
Swinging down
A comfort breeze
Turned around
Opened up
A music box
The plastic dancer
Twirls like magic
With a quick close
She is shut off
Its quiet now
I don’t hear her thoughts.
Faintly I can
hear her voice.
It gets drowned out
By passing noise
I’m caught up in
If you’re real
Or here
Or there
It was hard
to measure up
To broken dreams
And hard luck
I heard the stories
Time and again
But left it up to
Faith and fear
This old
trinket box
Banged up edges
And Faded parts
Still can sing
when it opens up
the dancer
Still moves
I can see her watch.
The light glares
And it shines
Good as new
It tells the time
I feel her shine.
Are you there?
Are you aware?
credits
from And There Is Light,
released March 14, 2010
c ingaldson - vocals
t smith - music