Awareness Passing Through

Amidst a hundred artistic roller skating girls There's a father taking a picture of his boy Amidst a hundred empty chests washed onto the barren shore There's one containing the wonder Inconspicuously grateful Palms towards the sun Inconspicuously beautiful Nothing was left undone A postcard attached to the door You are no stranger no more A bag of liquorice and a sincere "Thank you" An appreciating tap on the shoulder From the mourning man on a cold, cold winter's night Inconspicuously grateful Palms towards the sun Inconspicuously beautiful Nothing was left undone Leave the lantern To illuminate The rain running Down these windows