Goldenface, morninglight
bending through my window,
a burden on my eyes.
Everything is changing, and I am
just alive.
Slip away, unseen, returning to my
Kingdom, a newly widowed dream
because everything is changing, and
I am just alive.
You will make a puzzle out of anything.
There's nothing I can tell you my bottled
firefly.
Everyone is feeling this way.
Soon I wake to a fiery sun and a
woman's looking at me like I'm the
only one.
Everything is changing, and I am
just alive.
Good morning
..bunnyblues..