The Bright Side

Oh, where does the bright side start?

Behind the locust, where the clouds part?

How does the bright side taste?

Like sour memories and old toothpaste?

When does the bright side come in?

When you’ve broken your last promise or lost your last friend?

Oh, the bright side starts,

Near all the hopes you lost.

It lays in wait,

Get it at all costs.

Oh, the bright side tastes like sunshine.

The bright flavors of tomorrow

Ebbing with flavor

Draining all sorrow.

Oh the bright side comes in

When you decide you’ll cross the finish.

Running the race to the end

Complete everything on your list.

Look for the bright side, dear ones,

Search for it in every nook.

Don’t be afraid of what the past says,

Or what the hands of time took.