There are beautiful moments
When harmony reigns,
When three children bend together
And their voices sing with ideas and laughter.
The world is theirs.
The tune falters--
A note rings off-key--
The balance of the spheres is thrown
Their world explodes.
We are left with fractured hearts
And somehow we must hold them
And show them the way back
to the Song
Where the world is not theirs to balance.