*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.