Dare Of An Angel

Why did we take the rough road

When the trolley rode easily by?

And why did we climb the high hill

When the valley lay safe at our side?

Oh, who sent us out in the twilight

To come back with a basket of words

Just to fashion some future quotation

That this desperate world so deserves?

Perhaps it was just something foolish

Or the dare of an angel at best

Just to chance the ghost of a poet

Whose sad songs will never rest

Why did we drink the cold rain

With the soup so warm on the stove?

And why did we wind up alone here

Singing melodies of love?

We did it simply to do it

We did it to be tender yet tough

We did it for the beauty in the music

Isn't that explanation enough?

Perhaps it was just something foolish

Or the dare of an angel at best

To chance the ghost of a poet

Whose own songs will never rest

Perhaps it was just something foolish

Or the dare of an angel at best

How to dance with the ghost of a poet

Whose own songs will never rest