[Realm Ki]

In a plastic wrapper
Used and reused
Layers paled from
Sun and ware
My heart lay
Safely hidden.

The confetti of leftover
Child's play and string
Danced in the air like
The fleeting feet of my
Dreams.

And then the doors
Of the broken elevator
Opened
And the music boxed
Out to us from behind
Speakers as old and creaking
As we once were

As we were many, many times
Before

It makes no sense
To clean the plate
And have you reassembe
If we knew we could stay,
I'd build it for you, our home
But chances are
The wrapper gets thrown away
Again
And confetti can not be collected.
Yes, music as square as our One
By Once dance
Might summon our rants of
Presence and distance
And fear.

We'll try this ride, we'll try it again,
If all the parts are shadows
We'll stand here again in another
Same
Looking at pale plastic wrappers,
And I'll love it again,
I will love it the same,
So I'll go for a confetti sprinkled
Elevator dance and a rant
If I can be boxed in
Again with you.