He called it mornings night,
He called it angels flight.
He set his clock just right
The only way he set his clock.
Mornings night comes in close
It gives unto those who give the most
It dreary dreams of clouds and candy
Murky spots still grow Lions of Dandy.
And He, unforsaken, clean
Staring through space to me.
Oh his eyes are fish swimming in and out
And I want to tell him but i would need to shout
Yes his eyes are wide and its a spacial spectacle
His horus face and his for head triangle.
Dear God I must be wittnessing a Miracle
Dear god do you hear these angels song
and do you hear how lyrical
and could it last very long?
Just let me stay hear, with in this place
Just let us float here, Oh, Your Horus Face.
Just let me stay, baby, set the clocks.
And if you need me, give me 7 knocks.
He was setting his clocks, he does that
And he only sets them right
He sets them in vibration
and he sets his morning night.
My beautiful husband, and his beautiful soul. There is something with in him that is such a gift. I do so enjoy living with him and being his woman. He mystifies me. Bliss was never even zealous to reach the lengths of this mans purity. He is quite right. Quite Right my friends.