A simple talent for light
Lifts itself to genius every day
When the sun comes up
The one persisting example
Of how it's done
Practicing and practicing
How to turn ore into gold
And gold into the musical
Structures of our lives as we drive
Through canyons to the ocean
Arriving at just the right moment
To watch it all fall apart again
Until the stars come to save us
And the moon carries us through
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