Yippee Calloo Callay!

You have reached the foot hill of the mountains.
You are most welcome
More than worthy
.

Sunday 16 January 2011

Cliff Hanger.

Cliff Hanger

Let me return to the beggining where the night didnt seem to be as cold days before happy daze, outside my window grows the leaf trunk shadows in a dream i got stung by a bumble bee, small tree you cant see me but i do you, hiding in the forest sleep, lazy seas of mercury following foxes playing chords of harmony, ethical trousers this belt is free, underneath the stars dreaming of the moons on mars, hello fishy where would you like to be, i want to swim with horses in the sky riding underneath a lullaby, sea horse squawking to a parrot, hello hello shiny shine sitting on an ear lobe, if you have it they will come if you play hear them drum to the sound of sights far removed from anything other than armour down thats the way to pick up the time passing in the hour glass cards words we take from the beach tearing of melodies on the surf integral to the worth the ivor dozen cause the pain e light memories give me a chord, ci, give me a chord ci, keep that chord going, sea sea, sea, gently gently every night we gently row through our nightmares to our dream boats with bottoms made of glass like bottles that let us see whats real beneath, eyes open eyes closed sighing softly in our lashes, bat wings sing,

what would you like what would you like what would you like to eat, i hear you in my sleep you would like something to eat, my sweet my sweet, feel free, help yourself to a slice of day or two or more more more

or mabe just maybe you, we, dont need anthing at all, maybe just the air, breathe or maybe, perhaps we, you, ill just burn another ciggerette to forget the regret ive left you behind. Floating smoke up to the mountains, where the rain tastes good the sun still shines.

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