Quintet Blaze

One,

two,

three, four, five... (shhh)

Five seconds before the train departs Five pages left in this heavy

book of arts

Five cold mornings walking in the park Five quiet hours waiting for

the spark

Oh, five is the magic number on the clock

Five steps forward then we stop (hmmm)

Just five miles left to go

Letting the rhythm take us slow

Five letters in the word we never said

Five old pictures dusty by the bed

Five small candles burning down to blue

Five ways I try to find my way to you

One for the road

Two

for the heavy load

Three

for the stars above

Four for the ancient

love

And five...

brings us home

(five, five)