As I stand
here brushing teeth 
I realize that 
I’m in love 
with someone who 
did once too
oh well I 
guess that I’ll
swish and spit
and go about 
my merry way 
always thinking hoping 
for another day 

The blue
of who
and what
peeks around 
the corner 
peeps across 
and down 
the door 
it peels 
night away 
and kneels 
to day

The light 
comes in
a nod
a tap
a turn
and see
something new 
is happening 
be it
you be 
it me
maybe be
it we

Oh
to think
and then 
to dream 
Oh
and then 
to draw 
and then 
to find 
Oh
to hold 
and then 
to choose 
Oh
to know 
and then 
to finish 
and then 
to feel 
Oh

And in this 
gloom day is 
here in mountains
piano hits harder 
than its usual 
it begs and 
beckons then runs 
away playing games 
with me I’m
too old to 
be a child 
I’ll just wait 
for the violins 
to sweep away 
clouds and piano 
you can play 
some other day