HIGH ABOVE THE BLUE

One day you wake up
High above the blue
In a lawn chair on the dunes
And written in the rose-green glow,
You can go easy
Now you owe nothing

Look around while waiting at a light
See a washed-out storefront sign
In a window long been broke
Calling Everything Must Go
Most of all the thing you know

There’s a wind ‘neath the door
Sounds you’ve never heard before
Branches clawing at the pane
Panicked animals are wailing

But the moon
He walks alone
The boy the low black clouds can’t hold
With a silver-threaded light
Breaking in between the blinds
He is drifting through the formless night

Now it is over
Thrown in the new light
Wipe the dream that lingers in your eye 

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