With herb and sage this man cometh the age as her love stemed his rage. Like star dusts bright It lit up the night. In a timeless world they saw ghostly enterties. Which out lived there realities. As naked butterflies took flight. Just as the sun shined yellow in a fevered meadow. Limestone streams run past forest's made of green. To be seen not heard. While boys and girls can't be silent. When tempers flare to boil your minds. Ajusting your angry on miserable days. Through swelling nights as we endure so much frighten sights. While we're brought back to earth to do what's right.