Arrival - Dar Williams

My dad is a miracle and so’s my mom, they fly over the blue

They finish their dinner and then they take one another’s hand

And off they go to find a broader point of view

For it’s a give and take beyond the ordinary

What with all the cats and kids that they’ve loved

And they will not be alone

Well, my friends give me purple flowers and orange tea

And Goosedown spinning quilts and Turquoise chairs

We greet one another in a wild profusion of words

Wave farewell amidst the wonderment of air

In the laughing times, we know we are lucky

In the quiet times we know that we are blessed

And we will not be alone

Well, the light that stopped the night felt like forgiveness to you

As the garbage trucks came bustling through their rounds

You stared at the pictures on your walls and all the postcards

From your friends as you heard the birds and old familiar sounds

That’s when you knew this world can’t be saved, only discovered

And you knew things could be different than be before

And now you will not be alone any more