The crack of noon is when I bloom
Oh blessed bed full of dreams
House quiet and clean
This autumn comes soft
Like pillows of down in my life
I see you all around me circles swing
Hey room
I think its time we oughta separate pretty soon
There’s a world to dance in out there
Like stages full of lights and sets full of swings
This season brings change to me
Like distant foods
No longer wearing the same shell
This past now for sell
Pretty please with change
Take this away take this ball and chain
Watching Mcain on TV isn’t too exciting
The world still sold on television
I’m sold on romance and candlelight
Dreaming of taking flight over mountain tops
And cliffs abound, waterfalls all around
Rain forests of hope
White rapid rivers and streams
The kind I always see in my dreams
This place such a mess with this past
Clinging to me like a wet dress
Disrobing again today
My coffee swirls caramel colors water paint
Collages of life to taste this way
I have to go outside today I must
Taking charge of this engine kicking up dust
Dancing forever into winter
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