Hyped up, the celebration
Is the event of the time.
Turned down,
You reject it in an instant.
Yes, you’d like to be there.
You would if you could.
But it’s not the way things
Seem to go, this time.
No, it’s not the will of the universe
To bring you to that point.
To have you there,
With friends and family,
Making the most
Of a little thing,
But, oh, it’s much bigger
Than anything else that’s happened
In your life in many years,
More than in theirs as well.
To be there, to toast to paradise,
To give a revelation,
Of things to come,
To speak the unspeakable,
To challenge the present
With what you have,
What you’d wish
For those you love,
The ones you live with,
And the ones you only see
Every once in a while.