Picture For Claire

I’m looking for a picture
A picture for Claire
An obvious kind of answer
For these things in the air
From the mountains to the ocean
There is something I can feel
In the attic of my wonders
She built a home for beliefs

And she hides in her blue eyes
In her planets, in her schemes
With her charming smile she wonders
If the world may leave
Its sharp duality
And the absurdities within
Our lives of morality

I’m looking for a treasure
A picture of Claire
Like a fish out of water
I sense thorns in the air
She read stories in renowned books
She knows how people believe
When doubt spreads its black pool
She releases her dreams

I want to draw her a picture
A gift she will keep
I want to show her that I like her
Tell her she’s not alone