Golden robes sing and flow
Crowds pour in enjoy the show
Two hands reach out for everything
Sing and dance, sometimes touch
Sparkling to want something so much
Swirling round and faster to a ring
Feathers fall upon your shoulder
I can see you ten years older
Golden eyes reflectng everything
Sudden shake awake and cry
Oh please don’t let this moment die!
I just wanna hold on everything
Fold it up and fasten to a ring.
Standing there six feet off
So official as I watch you talk
Cold eyes that take in everything
Serious, never touch
Beautiful to hold inside so much
Swirling down and backwards to a ring
Feathers fall upon your shoulder
I can see you ten years older
Saddened eyes reflecting everything
Roughened up, almost wise
Stone like against their cries
You have made your way into the ring.
Leaning there against the wall
Smoking over six feet tall.
Two eyes that notice everything
Quizzical, back and forth
Biting hard and then moving into mirth
You don’t know you’re standing in a ring.
Feathers fall upon your shoulder
To the world of ten years older
Blackened eyes absorbing everything
Shaken up awake and cry
Oh please don’t let this moment die!
I just want to hold on everything.
Fold it up and pack it to a ring.