Verse 1 Fear came fluttering through the flowers, Fussing loudly, counting hours, Love just laughed and shook Her wings, “Come along—we’ve brighter things.” Chorus Friday Follies, fly with me, Light as laughter, wild and free. Fear can fuss and fret and fall— Love is still the Song through all. Friday Follies, hearts awake, Choose the higher path we take. Sparkle, stumble, dance, begin— Let the Light come singing in. Verse 2 Anger knocked upon the door, Love said, “What are you here for?” Underneath the fiery sound, Something tender can be found. Chorus Friday Follies, fly with me, Light as laughter, wild and free. Fear can fuss and fret and fall— Love is still the Song through all. Friday Follies, hearts awake, Choose the higher path we take. Sparkle, stumble, dance, begin— Let the Light come singing in. Bridge Breathe a little, soften slow, Trust the Wisdom we already know. Nothing here needs force or fight— We can turn our face toward Light. Final Chorus Friday Follies, full of Grace, Flowers flying everyplace. Perfect Love and playful cheer, Making room where once was fear. Friday Follies, bright and true, Spirit has a dance to do. Laughing, loving, loose and free— All is well, and so are we.
