Sometimes you just wake up and can’t get back to sleep, no matter how early in the morning. You wake up, suddenly knowing — knowing not only with your mind but also with your heart, deep inside at last. Somehow overnight something suddenly, finally, became so obviously clear to you that you just cannot go back to sleep. You have to get up and say it out loud, even if only to yourself, sing it, cry it out.
“…
[…] we both understood
The silent language of the anguish of a heart that sings but doesn’t make a sound
[…]
You were a bright light
You were a fistfight, oh
Nobody told me all the patience it takes
For the sky to open up around me
They said love is grabbing blindly at a pit full of snakes
And wait to feel the only eel among the rows of all the venomous teeth
[…]
You were a bright light
You were a fistfight, oh
Our love is older than the great wall
Our love spins a gun around its finger
Our love has found its way into our mouths before
Cut our teeth until we swallow it whole
Our love hums low beneath the floorboards
Our love grows flowers in the winter
Our love has found its way onto our tongues before
There is more so take a bite and let it linger
[… ]
You were a bright light
You were a fistfight
”
{from song “Fistfight” by The Ballroom Thieves}
The Little Prince and the Fox 