Tiny travelers in the nighteyes awake and glowing bright
far from fear and far from fright
flashing greens of traffic lights
silence broken, ears are ringing
due to all the prior singing
followed by short, timid mingling
new, loving feelings thoughts are bringing
intrigued by an open spirit
far too late for them to hear it
leg warmers, cupcakes, microphones
I'm glad I didn't stay at home
moving, swaying to the beat
unable to stop the flow through my feet
X's on the backs of hands
twisting, turning where I stand
living in a musical land
compelled by an amazing band
eyes are drooping, fighting off sleep
this night is one that I will keep
I'm diving off into the deep
dreaming of concerts without a peep
there cannot be me without you
and this something that remains true.
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