oh song!

Feel the quite of the storm, hear the beauty of the norm
That you think is all you want in life, those comforts that you find in strife

Let the comforts last and last, till thoughts run out of precious time
and sing desperate songs that find, a space beyond the guilt of mind

Smiles that shine from all who view, her likeness on the walls of few                                                   His music twirls and swirls on air, with spells that turn all fears to tears

Lamenting loving lingering lines, paint pictures vast and so sublime
Of larks that stretch late purple skies, the highs when feeling warm soft thighs

A rest from what it’s all the same, a trick, a treat another game
A stress, an ease, a time to please, the child who sits upon your knees
(Oh please! It’s all the same
Chocolate coated or just plain, a game we play again and again)

Oh Song, I love to set you free you come from where I cannot see
To think to capture and just to find, a joy in all that blows my mind

Oh Song, I love to set you free you come from where I cannot see
And flow through all that now entwine and lose… all sense……no sense….of yours and mine

and lose all sense
and lose all sense
and lose all sense……. of yours and mine