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You needn't worry, my dearest beloved
That the skies will not part for me as they did
The great poets and prophets of old
For I have already found a better way
Than to wait for the shroud to pull away

I shall tear it down myself
With in my hands a bundle of new-woven sky
To show to God, an eager child am I
"Aren't you proud of me, papa?"
"See what I've made for you?"

I will make castles of the mountains
So I can call to the moon for a kiss
As she passes, or flirt with the sun as he travels
And sing with the gypsy stars
Wishing them well into the night

I will dance at the sea's edge
And call up the mermaid's by name
We'll whisper of the deep's great secrets
And, my love, no one will know the world
As well as I do

I will cherish the ugliness
And mock the perfection
And when they ask me to choose
Between one and two
I shall say three

The world will be as a valise
To me, opening its wonders to my eyes alone
And my love I will take your hand
Like gypsies we'll wander and I'll show you heaven
And how to dance with the wind as your wings
And the sky as your clothes

Description
You needn't worry, my dearest beloved
That the skies will not part for me as they did
The great poets and prophets of old
For I have already found a better way
Than to wait for the shroud to pull away

I shall tear it down myself
With in my hands a bundle of new-woven sky
To show to God, an eager child am I
"Aren't you proud of me, papa?"
"See what I've made for you?"

I will make castles of the mountains
So I can call to the moon for a kiss
As she passes, or flirt with the sun as he travels
And sing with the gypsy stars
Wishing them well into the night

I will dance at the sea's edge
And call up the mermaid's by name
We'll whisper of the deep's great secrets
And, my love, no one will know the world
As well as I do

I will cherish the ugliness
And mock the perfection
And when they ask me to choose
Between one and two
I shall say three

The world will be as a valise
To me, opening its wonders to my eyes alone
And my love I will take your hand
Like gypsies we'll wander and I'll show you heaven
And how to dance with the wind as your wings
And the sky as your clothes