Steal your clock with feeling until it is overwhelm
and we won't touch my fingertips
It is like we have become new friends
We want you to be this way all the time,
We would be found also
We can twist and shout the way you squeal into my bones
and it is great
Goodbye! We would mention it if you were leaving
and that's not all
We would tell you to stay
I'm dead shut tight in the hero's window
and I want your ears are with the clouds
until I open up to the morning sun
So this is it, then?
We always remember that you are thinking about us
and so we complain and mope around
Your legs are cold.
That is a signal to me that is not able to utter
I hope you could take us with you sometimes
but you're on the opposite side of our backyard fence
Pick up the phone again
You will like me again
We're good
and I am not afraid of what I think.
It will stay in my thoughts
You'll give it more clock
and I think of rabbits in the meadow
waiting for food
but I don't know how to spill the beans
I want to lay an egg for them
because they have a bunch
of rotten eggs.
"Was that you? Looked just like you. Strange things my imagination might do."