Happy, Hopeless Dreamer

I’m looking at the stars I’m gliding through the dark I’m sitting on a swing (I’m with somebody else But he’s on another planet) While I’m flying ever higher Eyes glued to the skies Vast, escaping mind That’s when I decide That the sky is time Above me, warm and navy Orbits each moment that’s made me. Preserved for all of history In constellations heavenly I watch from a noisy city My life scattered above me I assign one star per memory Treasure each one individually But what about this moment? The one where I uncovered Every other moment Twinkling gently now discovered This is the revelation And the pivotal rotation On which every precious second Spins in sight of all creation (To my right he’s drifting coolly To and fro, he ponders To do lists, work and money And he will do well with all) Meanwhile I keep rising In the cosmic dark I’m flying Lifetime of dreaming surrounding And I don’t have a hope or a care, in this world.