Alice and Philip

 

Alice walks the graveyard 

In the half light just from boredom 

And Philip gathers flowers 

Down from hilltops to reward her

And never once they falter 

Though the signs are all against them 

And the twilight slowly mingles

With the soft sounds from their lantern

And all the times they questioned 

the ways that they were raised 

Or thought that they were different 

than the people they became

I’ll hold the door 

We’ll make the spoon 

I’ll laugh out loud 

You’ll chase the moon

We’ll fly too high

Come down too soon

Count the stars in the thin night air 

It will be spring soon

And after in the evenings 

As the stars come out to see them

And the sidewalks are the foothills 

To the pathways that precede them 

And Alice asks for nothing but the nighttime to surround them

And Philip asks for Alice and wraps his love around them 

Cuz Alice caught a lesson 

he had the privilege to ignore 

And Philip asks forgiveness 

but doesn’t know what it is for 

I’ll hold the door 

We’ll make the spoon 

I’ll laugh out loud 

You’ll chase the moon

We’ll fly too high

Come down too soon

Count the stars in the thin night air 

It will be spring soon