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.