All I recall are fireworks and fireflies
that lit the sky.
This seemed to imply if I could
catch them,
why couldn't I?
Bottle up the stars,
pennies in a jar.
Now I
saw the world,
every
seashell held a pearl.
And I thought my heart
was part of a story,
novel and new.
Something that I could tell my dreams to.
What did I do?
I was in a jar and I earned everyone.
Nothing burns quite like the sun.
The shadows fall.
I lose my place and can't recall.
Why did I
dare to fly?
What was gain?
So I searched for silver lost out in the rain.
I think I finally found it.
There's some change inside of me.
There's some change in how I see.
A little change.
Some days are gray and others are gilded with victory.
They
used to be what made life rich,
but now I can see.
Pennies for what they are.
Pennies in a jar.