My first love was a star, But my true love was the Sun. He was the brightest star, Of anyone. But he had to go, So he left me to the Moon. Because the night, Was coming soon. Well, Now every sky makes me swoon; The day and night are both my groom.
The Sun dies every night, Just so the Moon can shine. Arises again each morning, With the Moon still on its mind. They always seem to miss each other, Only rarely finding time; To embrace each other with a kiss, Eclipse of the divine.
Soaring Above The Treetops, The Heat Of One Last Sunrise Upon My Back (Live)
I feel each precious moment dancing away I don't care about tomorrow, just for today You can regale me with your promises, with your guarantees Yet we all know it only takes a moment to bring us to our knees
I see the sun rising behind me in the reflection of her eye it is beautiful and I can't help but wonder where it gets her shine there's a smile in there somewhere I know one day to find I run my fingers across her length and I wish this place to stay dawn it is an awakening aroused as breath is day
Confusion confused my Albi's old and of no use stupid rules of life being that I'm confident in what I believe never lead a horse to water if you don't aim to please epease and please some more the world a big nasty whore and everyones taking turns pestilence in these last day I remember when winter came and stayed global warming is this the end electric cars for those who can afford it my bank account is sensitive wars here and there every one fighting but no one's fair words in the air I declare promise and change in my life I never been married never had a wife or kids insensitive to...
as i have now dreamed those long ago moments in bright colors, green waves of corn stretching out beyond it's bountiful sea of standing rows, the gentle snow-capped cotton that bloomed in the waiting heat, the clearness of fresh breezes washing over grateful souls, all under living blue fabric, the multitude of rainbow flowers cascading near and further, those composers, decorated in their very best as their serenades drift from...