You capture my breath
I'm on the verge of mesmerizing death...

My acrobatic butterfly,
if you simply twist and spin this way...

Your winged hellos glide
across smooth starless sky...

Are you seriously going to make another cup of...
Put the mug down- before you mind is numbed in...

Don't you want to go back to those sunlit days
where we would stretch our hands and catch golden...

Do you remember the fiddler on ole sycamore tree?
It was given another chance to solely play...

I needed to get away
even if just for a moment...

If only those murderous clouds
could have a mild countenance...

The day that we act equal towards our brothers and...
will indeed be a celebration for the realization...

Welcome back sonny
won't you take a seat right here...

I want to be your thunder
and make your heart tremble...

Red is for those sweet sung apples
dipped in flowing caramel...