Good Times

Feeling the newness and the freshness of every moment
and being as sweet as the midnight sky
and then flying so high in the bright sunlight
and then being as one with the rain at night

and going higher than the mountains and then
deeper than the seas and then spending so much time
in the in-betweens, and then being the sweetness
of the darkness and then the radiance of the light

Yeah, it's all alright


(This was after the thundersorm, the other night)