When the lights are bright

6 Dec

I look forward to the night

when the lights are bright

on Broadway

and all the people gather

upon the hill

and shout out foolish vows

of immortality

When the lights are bright

they can reach across any amount

of time or space

inviting us to come just as we are

to the party

and these lights are so colorful and gay

and they seem so close

and yet they are always too far away

and that makes us unbearably lonely

in a happy sort of way

because when the lights are bright

it tells us there is something wonderful

waiting for us

some day far away

shining on the edges of our memory

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