[Mrs. Cozier]

You were the dream that survived

Lost in the darkness of eternity
You were the hope kept alive
Embraced by tomorrows that we all could never quite see


You had a beauty denied
You were the moment


But here in this night
Where your dream carries on

Never quite there but it's never quite gone
You are the star that is wished upon
Forever


You were the one that believed
Long past when belief was a memory

The child time would never concede
Faith and tomorrow and all of the things that might be


You had a beauty denied
A glittering moment
But here in this night

Where your dream carries on
Never quite there but it's never quite gone
You are the star that is wished upon

Forever

[Then in a sudden, unexpected,

Visceral voice, she raged against all those citizens
Of apathy and willful ignorance who lived behind the sacrifices of others.]


We thought evil dead
Killed by our own sword
But evil is patient

'Til the future grows bored

Do you believe in night

Does it hold you close
When you're at your last card
Pray hard, Father, Son & Holy Ghost

Still the night rolls on
Brings you to your knees
When you look back that far

Each scar, suddenly just starts to bleed

The night it keeps burning

While twisting and turning
It's way to tomorrow
It's joys and it's sorrows


Our secrets beneath her
We drive each stake deeper

Then offer to barter
But each deal is harder


The cloaks we keep changing
While gliding through weddings
Of nights to their morning

Of dreams to their dawning

While reaching for moments

The world has forbidden
The kindness inside them
So carefully hidden


The pages keep turning
But no-one is learning

They feed them to pyres
To stoke up their fires


Of ignorance, apathy
Forbidding charity
The flames they grow higher

Could such be desired

And christ and Confucius
Are all their words useless
We quote them in fractions

But not in our actions

Aurelius, and Hugo
Auden and Gibran
The words they have written

Seem so quickly gone

For somewhere there's dirt
That was once reddish mud
From soaking up liquid

That was a man's blood

But both earth and god
They have deemed to forgive
So each year in the spring

New flowers do live

And of all the authors
Your favorite was Wilde
With each timeless story
All penned with such style


Of fairytale kingdoms
Where ogres save children
And no gardens have walls
So all children might use them

And since that's the ending

You valued the most
You cling to that card

Father, Son & Holy Ghost

Father, Son & Holy Ghost


Father, Son & Holy Ghost

Father, Son & Holy Ghost

Father, Son & Holy...

But here in this night

Where your dream carries on
Never quite there but it's never quite gone
You are the star that is wished upon

Forever