Velvet noses hum through the rain, A child in Rio sings to Spain. Cinnamon air, a taxi flies, Lanterns bloom in firefly skies. You think I’m kidding? The more we know, the less we fear, Strangers turn to voices near. Hands let go, the sky breaks wide, Everything flows, we’re laughing inside. For no particular reason. A poet in Seoul spills ink like rain, A painter in Paris dreams in cellophane. No more worries, no more weight, Everything shines, all aligns great. What is happening? New ideas dance like penguins, Science, music, healing arts. Laughter rises, trust runs deep, One big family—wide awake, Free from fucking dictators. One day soon, no walls, no chain, Just voices singing, light as rain. I need to trim my nails. ───── [Lyrics © Mario Caoile]
