Clear and a million
Open skies, wide open years
Nothing remarkable
But, you know, it was a life
Of lesser fears
Before the madness
We were chasing the same dream
Rose-colored days indeed
And a time when all was
Nearly what it seemed
Who could guess what now would bring?
We wanted a whole other everything
Can you remember
When the megaphones were down?
No shouting from the shore
Over how it’s hurting them
To watch us drown
Don’t know a way back
Don’t know what it means to stay
Solace in memories
As the world revolves in its
Indifferent way
Still, if there’s a song to sing
There could be a whole other everything
Maybe enough of a melody
To build a bridge over time and regret
High above our minor tragedies
Across the damage that hasn’t come yet
Clear and a million
Open eyes and open ears
Panning for gold dust that
Vanishes almost as soon
As it appears
Shades of summer, rites of Spring
Reaching for a whole other everything
