Neon Horizon

Look over to the left, see the glassblower smile Catching pure, unadulterated mirth, making it worthwhile Blowing deep, rumbling laughs into a glowing, golden sphere Families tossing heavy silver just to keep the feeling near Walk a little further down this lantern-lit avenue Apothecaries of the Mind, cloaked in starry violet hue Dealing out the liquid memory in a basin deep and wide Take a sip of the truth, baby, let it be your guide Take a wooden goblet, drink the wild honey down Taste the cold ozone, let the mundane worries drown Feel the electric clarity ripple through your spine Untethered and elevated, letting your spirit shine Oh, meet me at the Neon Horizons Where the sweetgrass burns and the spirit rises Leave your mortal burdens on this iridescent street Where the weary and the healers finally meet Take a basket full of joy to melt the bitter winter snows Under the Neon Horizons, where the healing flows Yeah, we chasing that glow to make the spirit whole Come on and catch a little fire for your freezing soul But the true marvel, yeah, the compassion in the trade In the quiet corners where the heavy dues are paid Solemn weavers waiting, take your sorrow and your fear Pulling suffocating threads, wiping away the tear Spinning pain on silver looms into cloaks of quiet grace Turning every heavy chest into a beautiful, safe space So we dancing shoulder-to-shoulder underneath the brilliant skies Strangers transformed by the trade, look into their waking eyes Ain’t no soul leaving empty, ain’t no spirit left behind Just a lighter, beating heart, and a newly awakened mind Chasing those Neon Horizons... carrying us home. Yeah, the Neon Horizons... Mmm, with an awakened mind.