Once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look it right
Poised for flight, Wings spread bright, Spring from night into the Sun.
Well, the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry anymore. When life looks like Easy Street there is danger at your door.
It's better to wear seaweed socks than stick a melon in your brother's ear.
You who choose to lead must follow. But if you fall, you fall alone.
But I would rather be with you, somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July, just looking up to Heaven, at this crescent in the sky