Anniversary
She’s in your time, she’s gold and blue, she’s in your dreams, the color of night, where cowards dwell, in the color of night. This dance, deep in the shadows, you see her face, she’s the color of night, gold and blue, your fingers disappear to touch her face. You lean to touch, you lean to dance, you disappear where she begins, in the hues of night, where cowards hide, where you hide waiting. There is music now and there was music then, when night was slack, when she was dreaming, when you were dancing, your fingers longing to touch her face, she’s gold and blue, her eyes belonging only to you, in that dream, that life you spent, where you disappeared, where you held her hand, where life began, where night awaits, it is gold and blue, it disappears where she begins, in her time, to look at you.