All we see, when we look at the bright blue sky, is the effects of the sun The results of her radiant all being purpose You must look closer to find That the stars were never on hiatus In the first place
And then I saw it And I knew Overtaken as I was That all of my prior perceptions of beauty were nothing And that your memory Was a far sight from all of God's green glory Creative and free as the cattails and the rustic leaves For which I am thankful Most thankful
Struck silent by the sight. Happy that such a truth exists. Exquisite.
Please tell me when are you planning to leave so I can know where to put my heart on my sleeve Should I place it near my hands so that I can give it to you Or should I place it up higher for you are just passing through
There are some things I want to say to you tough medicine rough music if you 're so inclined not the kind you snap your fingers to on the radio it's more primal than that but like the radio when you hear it years from now you'll know exactly where you were the first time you listened and more importantly the year make and model of car you were driving