silly time

the sun is
in the
trees with the breeze
in the morning, it's
sunday, it's springtime

life is always life
of some kind

what we do -
is the truth

beliefs are a
little bit different

but it can be cool

even when you've
not got too many places
left that
you can go to

through the window
it's blue

sunday is my favourite
day, I don't
think
I'll be
thinking too much

I'll go
out into the town, in
a bit

the cosmos and gods
somewhere, I've
got my legs

now, I'm
going
to walk, down

the road

while up there, staying there,
there's the silly sky

it can laugh
and so will I.