Open turn to burn door open to ajar sneaking in the bar to see our star whisky in thy jar
Beasts to feasts go far as east drive down a leap forgive you beep go back to sleep
walk as i talk backpack to sack of a trying day to the end thy hill what a weary day
oh you wander to see i bright spark tis a singing lark on a tree in the park walk around the estate
The curse of humanity to bear thy sick art limp rabbit’s in fields i so cry displeasure in thee to live in thy plain
Sit and thee wonder looks like thunder go back down under make me sit and plunder long tall sally
Titanic white a star fine shoe shine down the line sail softly in the calm seas eat and drink happy times music plays softly so devine
island of gentle decay time capsule still lost world of its own time the detritus way of life whirlpool tidal races
Life of art Tate to tarts modern farts Vincent van Gogh it broke his heart
Abide with thee your so sad to see but thy remain free along all to see a moment with thee
Poeticous your so delicious hope your not malicious write a poem for thy own walk the winding road story’s of young and old
Over the hills sit dan windy rain with sam we begin to date ham walk down the stairs fair to share we stare
sir Andrew wood knighted by a king for battle won under the sun history will
In spite of fathers sternest strictures sue spent each evening at the pictures you see a lot of reels he said
Farewell thy fair day to the last fade of light look up westward site sun downward thee soar wee shall meet no more