Moonbeams

I’ve had a rich life in large part because of him
In my fifth year here he left this place
And the boys he raised and the girl he’d found
Were soldiers now
Things got lost in the moonbeams there
For a little while
And I watched as the grown-ups grieved
But I was still a child
Locked in a dream, I saw his face
Backlit in the light of what he made
Impressions of struggle were all I gave
And his hand took my hand
My feet matched his stride
The ground swept away as we rose through the sky
And we floated like that
So we walked in the moonbeams there
It shook everything
And we filled up the vacant years
I could hardly speak
So we walked in the moonbeams there
It shook everything
And we filled up the vacant years
I could hardly speak
I explore his old house
And Grandpa’s closet shelves
To hold on to artifacts and the histories
I invent and retrace, and unfold
Oh, we walked in the moonbeams there
It shook everything
And we filled up the vacant years
I could hardly speak
When you walk in the moonbeams there
It shakes everything
When you clutch at the bliss in a dream
I could hardly believe it
I circle the reasons
Things got lost in the moonbeams there