Feet hanging off the swing
swaying to the beat of the song
smiling even though no one is here to see
just soaking the sun and the breeze
Sometimes I wonder if there is more divination in a song
than there are in all the crystal balls of the world
More emotion in a handful of lyrics and melody
than the longest speeches
Time melts in the face of a song
More sentient than some people
And just as natural as the breeze
Thats causing the leaves to dance at my feet
