The puddles of light fell from the sky
Colored rainy glass so bright
The glass is floating down the stream
A liquid dream within a dream
The footsteps echo on the stone
A quiet ghost in rhythmic Rome
The heartbeat slowing like a song
As it whispers on and on
Can I try these endless hours
To wash the skies with icy showers
Painted stained glass ice on shore
Washed to here right from the poles
Sundrop snowcones melt from the sky
As the golden sun continues to cry
And I dream of you and wake up alone
My heart is turning back to stone
I will be in the wind when the earth starts to sing
When the icicles melt and the bells start to ring
I will be in the ocean and won't hear the sound
Of sunlight dancing all around
Fireflies dance in the summer night
Twinkling like stars with their glowing light
Soap bubbles float in the kitchen sink
A breeze floats in through the window

Memories flow through the gates of the mind
Like photos flashing in and out of time
So much of my memory is lost to the past
It leaves grayness and color and lots of gaps
The flowers look for rain from the sky
And moon flowers look for a moonlit night
A church it looks for the sound of an organ
And fog looks for a quiet morning
Birds look for a sheltered tree
And locks look for a matching key
Sleep looks for a sleeping dream
And fairies look for a quiet stream