a lightening of the heart

this is the margin of a better day
we see the promised land through a deep haze
there is so much we want our boy to say

the blue of ocean foams into white spray
above us sun provides a happy blaze
this is the margin of a better day

so much has faded into sordid gray
honour is hidden in a complex maze
there is so much we want our boy to say

a hint of green is seen across the bay
we wait a while to see the solar blaze
this is the margin of a better day

we colour hope from hearts that must betray
our eagerness as this time now displays
there is so much we want our boy to say

the gate is open and we know the way
all of our effort is put in the plays
this is the margin of a better day
there is so much we want our boy to say