ConFusAled

Shingle tingle yellow heart
moving mountins far apart
shudder shadows gliding by
crisy dreams away they fly

rain drop, pain drop, all a pour
rolling hills are ever more
swifty hands are quick to clap
find my soul its on the map

ginger binger hicough or two
is clean and gleaming throught and through
stand and stamp and listen hard
not a sound on this facade

conscience, nonsence, all the same?
muddles minds but whos to blame
clear as crystals, dark as night
squeezing hard and holding tight