I hope you get your dreams From where I sit I cannot see. I hope you are in gilded light Near it does not surround my eyes. I hope you have sound peace

The whole world eats Our love, lives and dreams We sit and sigh another eve

I saw a dream that cried Riding the bus, passed the tractor… And construction to the outside of… Not a farm but a field A small ranch with a slight mess i…

All the cars have been robbed There was nothing in the vans They made gold of air The radio blares pretend And the traffic’s rough again.

I’d like to write a story In parts of six or seven I only know the one, Can we write it together? Everything will be just so

It is raining beautiful And loud. Kind that turns the Cars around Little branches Snap

All of that was After they knew. I travelled the continent to say be careful I’m sorry

I knew you loved me Because of the song you played And the boots you wore. Unrequited they say nowadays I never told you, anything

Turpentine and willfulness Robins and terns, with etching sti… We gliding by, whole as much in ou… No it’s not nothing, an epic, for… For surviving with the beauty we h…

We are all, who never willingly to… Blue light home, flashing yellow s… The world in between, on whose sha… Flashes yellow and red, and spends… Intruding time, we cannot fix

The issue is, We, those of us who did not come h… Willingly We’re too red And white

Just to say, You a beautiful being Are taller than the trees; already, the ground moved Beneath your feet

I remember, always The tree is composed of leaves grass, without singular notation light is from a source That I would never betray you

We are the ones Who could not get away Not for nothing But for the state Not for coffee