My thoughts sometimes travel back
To that cool, midsummer’s night
Under that diamond canopy
Two souls as one took flight
I have a map of you inside
This fictive mind of mine
And remember most of all, your peak,
The one mountain I chose to climb
You beat around the bush a bit
Before discovering my secret place
A garden, flowering under rain,
Whose fruit you had a taste
The sky explodes as fireworks
The earth begins to shake
And a volcano somewhere inside of us
Roars loudly, wide awake
But the tragedy about a climb
Is that you have to go back down
But all the way we’ll smile
And laugh about what we have found
So as the years go bye
And I survey that diamond canopy
I hope that you look up too,
And are reminded of me
Oct 2, 2011
Oct 2, 2011 at 11:37 PM UTC
My thoughts sometimes travel back
To that cool, midsummer’s night
Under that diamond canopy
Two souls as one took flight
I have a map of you inside
This fictive mind of mine
And remember most of all, your peak,
The one mountain I chose to climb
You beat around the bush a bit
Before discovering my secret place
A garden, flowering under rain,
Whose fruit you had a taste
The sky explodes as fireworks
The earth begins to shake
And a volcano somewhere inside of us
Roars loudly, wide awake
But the tragedy about a climb
Is that you have to go back down
But all the way we’ll smile
And laugh about what we have found
So as the years go bye
And I survey that diamond canopy
I hope that you look up too,
And are reminded of me
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