after the first few , he gave up . whispered a fellow scientist next to her . tonight should have ended so differently . the tears he 'd hidden away for over a year came spilling down his cheeks . of those i 'm accustomed to feel - am required to feel . the cut on his lip 's still healing . while the dancing continued at h.a.n.d , up in the trees , the leaves rustled , but froze . i gave him a salute and sent him on his way . what will you yourself be doing today ? 