Fur soft as fur.

Taking the rough with the smooth.

I know it hurts

Me more than it ever would you.



Fur soft as fur.

Fresh strawberries and cream.

Sometimes at work

I feel like a machine.



Dreams don't always come true

The way you want them to.

I suppose this'll have to do

For the time being.



Fishes and worms

Frozen under the ice.

Sometimes it hurts

So much it feels nice.



I'm afraid of growing old

And being on my own,

So I'm putting my country shoulder

To the wheel.



I'm afraid of letting go

Of everything I know.

So I just sadly float

Away down stream,

Smiling at the leaves,

Chewing butter beans,

And wondering what dreams

Are made of fur.



Fur, fur soft as fur.

Fur so soft it hurts.

Fur too soft for words.

Fur soft as fur.