There Once Was

There once was a day Or maybe just an hour And probably just a moment When my memory spoke to me Of all the things I had been when I was young And every image Who's surface had disintegrated But the fume still remained Of what I had forgotten There was music In those days Of when sound could be Scooped up in the hands And blown away To be caught by other More loving ears And tears But not from sorrow Found a home with us Back then There were dances In those days The kind you never see anymore The kind we never mastered But saw the masters When we were children And our eyes yearned But our feet forgot How to celebrate each day With the energy of a revolution There were songs In those days And old people who sang them Mouths wide open Letting the spirit out The hearts, my god Were more open still And spoke more to us Than lyrics or poets And the silence we hear now Bears their memory There was reveling In those days And crystals raised like chalices With gold and purple water I could never taste But I could smell The happiness it brought them When they smiled After each sip And told each other of love I was there In those days As a ghostly witness To my own memory I never listened I never danced I never sang I never revelled But I'll see them again When the body and blood They gave me in the beginning So sweetly on the tongue Makes its way to the skin And takes in the sun