My goal 
at night 
is simple 
to wake 
up tomorrow 
happier than 
I ever 
was today 

The other 
side of
goodbye and 
goodnight is
hello and 
hello is
so sweet 
when given 
to you 

It all
starts here
not there
over there 
or somewhere 
only here
not with 
somebody or
someone or 
something else 
only here 
here then
is the 
one and 
only place 
to be 
others will 
follow and 
find you 

The wind
is silence 
until something 
gets in
the way 
then it
makes noise 
but is
it the 
wind that 
really does 
or is 
it the 
thing that’s 
standing in 
its way 

Oh I feel 
like Capistrano where
swallows return every 
year to roost
to mate and 
make babies and 
then off they 
go once more 
I guess someone 
has to stay
be the port
or harbor or
cliff so that 
others can return 
once in awhile