oh, what a day it has been!
the sky’s gone yellow, the sea green.
oh, what a night we will see!
and we’ll guess what the stars choose to be.
oh, what a wonderful life!
on the edge of a blunt copper knife.
oh, what a wonderful world!
from the tip of a blade that has curled.

count the raindrops
breathe the air
tread the water
let down your hair
bask in the sunlight
laugh and play
be free and happy
seize the day

she sponged up all of the new things
with the knowledge she had, she grew wings
she flew through the sky
left her old world behind
let the sound of her future ring

cast away the sorrow,
she did
stopped regretting the tomorrows.
her worries in a jar
the lid
locked tight with gold keys borrowed.

something from the outside
never looked so real
as something from the
inside ever will
yet this thing on the inside
was more than what it seemed
and that, I think
is even better still

dear you now,
he writes her a letter
he knows he'll never send it
but it makes everything better
dear you now,
she sits down and writes
she'll not know he did the same thing,
that great minds think alike

pretending that she was the rain,
she looked outside the window
to keep herself from staying sane,
she dreamed of couldn’t be’s
she laughed and pinned up in a row,
the rest of her tomorrows
but, she knew she’d never know,
so just stared out, wistfully