Sitting in a rainbow
You got the sweetest disease, its like a plague, the poison, the virus, its transmitted by sound, words, voices, could it could it be the same, if you were silent, if you couldnt speak, think about it, how strong is a babble of words, how lost are the messages in time time after time again, how strong is the silent pool, the water that is still, imagine, yes you can, still imagine still lakes, no wind lapping upon the waves, hello alice hello jane you can see the mountains under the lake, hello mary i like your chain i led a little lamb to your house today, i like the staircase spirals at the back, your new haircut gave my heart a tack, ticky tacky sticky tape i build you a palace while you feed me some grapes, one grape two grape three grape four five grape six grape seven grape more
here we are sitting on the grass the wind and the sunshine sitting with us
we are the children born in the rain, when the sunshine hits us we can paint
we can paint a rainbow
i can be a rainbow
we can make a rainbow
you can be a rainbow too
one sweet thing about star shine is when it hits you feel no pain
hit me with star shine
hit me with star shine
Sunday, 31 October 2010
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