Twilight sunshine
fills the air.
While moon-beams
dance with silver clouds number nine.
Munchkins follow the yellow brick road
while rainbows sing songs of better days.
Paper Castles
burn to ashes
while Marilyn winks
at the dish running away with the spoon.

Parallelograms and octagons
swim by in a pool full of "Orange Crush."
Elvis dances the polka
while an accordion waltzes by.
Two thousand balloons touch the sky
and one thousand kids ask why.
A golden sunset
touches my heart
and tears my world apart.

The silver tarnished black.
The bricks have faded to a dull shade of pale.
My rainbow has succumbed to the storm
and Marilyn is dead.
The accordion has finally stopped.
The balloons have fallen
and the kids don't care anymore.

II

Twilight sunshine
fills the air (once again)
while moon-beams
sulk upon the beach
tracing castles in the sand.
Dorothy clicks her heels twice
and everything is fine?
My rainbow's ballad of Marilyn
brings tears to my eyes,
oh, how her legend lives on.

Paper castles are reborn
like the phoenix
while J. F. K. holds a candle
burning at both ends.
The balloons are back again,
but the kids are gone.
The golden sunset, that I dread,
has once again returned
to rip my world apart.

The tide rolls in
and the castles, so meticulously sketched,
are gone.
Dorothy's world was just a dream
and Marilyn's song has ended.
The children's laughter is heard no more
so the balloons have died
one by one
with no sympathy
while eight white stallions gallop by.

III

The golden morning sunshine
filters through my Venetian blinds
while the light does a two-step on my pillow.

Father time plays marbles with the planets
while mother earth has tea with the door mouse.
Paper castles
go up in smoke
and cloud my vision,
but glowing before me, my rainbow
oh, so much more glorious than before.
Prince Charming lies asleep
while Alice, now free from her wonderland,
wakes him with a kiss.
Lions and tigers and bears shimmy by
while Toto barks up the wrong tree.
Earheart and Lindbergh's magnificent flying machine
floats by
while Yoko and John smile cheerfully
at the cow jumping over the moon.

Day after day
a sunset touches my heart
and tears my world apart,
but don't worry about what happens today
tomorrow will be even better than
yesterday.