I'm looking at the candle, burns a flame to meet the sky.
I leave the candle laughing, I turn my face to cry.
A safety pin returns my smile, I nod a brief hello,
while you are building molecules with your garden hoe.
Why can't this last forever - these things repressed inside?
I need to hear the colors red and blue and whispered word.
We'll build things never built before, we'll do things never done.