MAY YOU HAVE AUSPICIOUSNESS AND CAUSES OF SUCCESS
MAY YOU HAVE THE CONFIDENCE TO ALWAYS DO YOUR BEST
MAY YOU TAKE NO EFFORT IN YOUR BEING GENEROUS
SHARING WHAT YOU CAN, NOTHING MORE NOTHING LESS
MAY YOU KNOW THE MEANING OF THE WORD HAPPINESS
MAY YOU ALWAYS LEAD FROM THE BEATING IN YOUR CHEST
MAY YOU BE TREATED LIKE AN ESTEEMED GUEST
MAY YOU GET TO REST, MAY YOU CATCH YOUR BREATH
AND MAY THE BEST OF YOUR TODAYS BE THE WORST OF YOUR TOMORROWS
AND MAY THE ROAD LESS PAVED BE THE ROAD THAT YOU FOLLOW
Summer is for happy songs. Save the cynicism for fall or winter. Save the hope and the glory for spring. But give me a happy song before the summer ends. Give me poetry set to music. Nothing too deep, though. Please. Summer has its secret sorrows and carries its own heartbreak. That’s why it’s important to have sun and music and water that laps at distant shores. Palazzo pants and terry cloth wraps. Sunglasses and sunscreen, and Tom Ford’s ‘Soleil Blanc’. Brightness and shine and summer’s contented sighs.
WELL HERE’S TO THE HEARTS THAT YOU’RE GONNA BREAK
HERE’S TO THE LIVES THAT YOU’RE GONNA CHANGE
HERE’S TO THE INFINITE POSSIBLE WAYS TO LOVE YOU
I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT
HERE’S TO THE GOOD TIMES WE’RE GONNA HAVE
YOU DON’T NEED MONEY, YOU GOT A FREE PASS
HERE’S TO THE FACT THAT I’LL BE SAD WITHOUT YOU
I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT ALL
OH! I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT ALL
I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT
I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT ALL
Some days summer wants only to rain, to blanket the world with a gauzy mantle of clouds and a thick veil of mist. Obscuring the sunny clarity that usually accompanies high noon with a hazy, soft-focus fog, summer likes to play its tricks on the unsuspecting sun-worshipper. Dampening emotion and sidewalks with tears from the sky, it displays another facet of its jewel-like form. See how it sparkles! See how it rends rainbows from raindrops!
MAY YOU BE AS FASCINATING AS A SLAP BRACELET
MAY YOU KEEP THE CHAOS AND THE CLUTTER OFF YOUR DESK
MAY YOU HAVE UNQUESTIONABLE HEALTH AND LESS STRESS
HAVING NO POSSESSIONS THOUGH IMMEASURABLE WEALTH
MAY YOU GET A GOLD STAR ON YOUR NEXT TEST
MAY YOUR EDUCATED GUESSES ALWAYS BE CORRECT
AND MAY YOU WIN PRIZES SHINING LIKE DIAMONDS
MAY YOU REALLY OWN IT EACH MOMENT TO THE NEXT
AND MAY THE BEST OF YOUR TODAYS BE THE WORST OF YOUR TOMORROWS
AND MAY THE ROAD LESS PAVED BE THE ROAD THAT YOU FOLLOW
Above all else, summer is the fruition of the promise of spring, even when it rains, even when it pours, even when it’s breaking your heart. And so we sing. We sing from the depths of sunny despair, we sing from the heights of crying eaglets, we sing and we dance and we fall to the ground exhausted from our song.
