Like a cornflower blooming
The sky is moving yellow green with the dawns approach of a cloud
The blessing of our father was strangled when he awoke from his sleeping scarlet nights shroud
And they say soon, soon will be the storm
And the storm will soon be here
We are now changed, solidly we are water, ga**es i say, gas only i fear
(he began as we pulled from it, and he shall return as we did. )
He began as we pulled from it, and he shall return as we did
He is on the moving
Our earth is moving yellow green with the afternoons approach of the rain
The ever loving beauty of our mother is bursting throughout the confines of fungus, insect, crow and grain
Insect and grain
Fungus and crow
And here we got us an upright walker, a builder, a thinker and a non stop talker
And here our hands join in the reflection on the still water. and here our eyes meet only along the inside of our eyes' color
(and here our hands join in reflection on the still water. and here our eyes meet only along the inside of our eyes' color.)
And here is the cape of holes cut rope sky song
So god created man in his own image, in the image of god created he him, male and female, created he them
And here our eyes meet only along the inside of our eyes' color
So god created man in his own image and thats where our eyes meet only along the inside of our eyes' color
In the twilight the slow wailing of widowed seamen's wives will pull straining, suffocating years upward
And above the solid waters that filled our chest with an endless chilled night
And together out of the choking sobs of the women emerges a sad, slowly drifting line, finally to escape from the sweet mouth of a chickadee. as song
A sad slowly drifting line
Emerging from the sweet mouth of a chickadee as song
The stratosphere
And it is space inside our connected eyes, and our shared vision is that of the starlit skies
And the world is unmoving in the backs of our eyes
And we know where and when the selfish tear dries-
And we know where and when our immortality lies
And we know where and when the selfish tear dries-
And we know where and when our immortality lies-
In the starlit skies
It is unmoving in the backs of our eyes
So god created man in his own image, in the image of god created he him, male and female, created he them
(we know where our mortality lies)
And we know where our immortality lies
So god created man in his own image, in the image of god created he him, male and female, created he them, and here meet our eyes, only along the inside boundary of our eyes' color
And the world is unmoving on the backs of our eyes