A face in the crowd

I’d be but a shadow in the dark
Standing in the back of a crowded room
And watch you up there in the light
Guiding music with your hands
Pouring your soul 
Over others
Like wine
To make them feel music for the first time
I would be a flower on the wall
To watch you come to life
I would be the sky
That you needed to shine
I would be the contrast
Of a star
That is you 
To light the night
Like fire
Like hot burning coals
Like electricity
You burn so brightly
You can’t be put out
Can’t be stifled
And I just want to be a face in the crowd
Eyes that never leave you
Hands that long to touch you 
I watch the minutes tick down
And wonder when you will begin
To fill the room with wonder
When you will, charming and beautiful
Stand before them
And change them
With songs
With music you made
By rousing the hearts of youths
By stirring the dust
That settles at the bottom
Of our minds
And inspire
Us all to lift our voices 
And sing.
But you won’t find me in the dark
At least not tonight
Of all the faces in the crowd
None are mine.


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