*glory and dreams* ... and so i sit here in the dark waiting for miracles to happen glory to god in the highest- extraordinary luck I'm not brain-dead yet. ... i can still think and reason and create and dream i can write and see and read. ... tonight i can be the flame on the end of the candle the sigh of the wind at the end of the storm that last drop of rain fallen from the sky ... i can dance like the drunk and sing like the devil ... and dream ... i can dream.