It's Making Sense Tonight

It's happened again and I've found it once more
A new melody alive like the one from before
There is comfort in new things
Stitched with old patterns
There is enough reason here
To see me into the future
Fear's as constant as breathing
Hatred is as lonely as it's seething
But once in a while
There is a caress
A solitary tile
In the messy mosaic
There are golden gifts, the universe roots
Shooting stars swinging left, centre and right
My heart is ripe fruit
And all of it is making sense tonight