Great majesty of the deep Blue abyss The holder of Sunshine bliss All of
The river has run dry No fruit upon the vine Creatures abounding in the heat, caves and valleys discreet Nothing left to do
The first hint of light And the new day has begun In the shadows of the sun Beneath cosmic illumination Piercing through the clouds
Flames burning higher and higher The skies on fire Blue bullets rip Before I can kiss her goodbye The mermaids swim through
No patience To wait beside The wishing well run dry No pennies to drop Till the rain
Liquid Soul Liquid soul oozes thru The blues man’s tunes His Raspy bellowing voice Reverberating
Feathers in the breeze On the sea scene The sea’s scene By boardwalk painters seized The sailors dream
In the distance Dogs bark In an instance As trees weave in the breeze Casting long creeping shadows
Rock star dreams Reality tv Magic limelight silvery screens red carpets
Haunted by the howling wind Blinded by the moonlight Broken By and by without care Victimized by the fright
God whispering in a seashell Beside the wishing well Beneath the skies Where seagulls dwell The forces of nature
Chaos chemistry In dreamy eyes Only true love exists The rest lies Lies told
Five O Three Cruising down the highway The stolen vehicle Sunroof down Gleaming in the sunlight
The right song The right tune Solace of symphonies The illuminated path To the moon
Early morning cricket orchestra Resounding In the summer air Open fields What lies out there
