Look who stole you from your rest ... And in believing, we cheated death
September's fall is warm and crisp, on the road and on the path I could make you an empath.
Introducing empathy.
What do you owe me and I owe you, Or do we own it all collectively? I'm not a healer Let's forget about the stealers I thus am nearing apogee. Have to write this poem for you. And me ...
Introducing all that blooms into our home. While the tribal does a dance of revival And we're harvesting (what's sown).
When I see you through the windows open wide, A watched *** never boils. But 7 kettles resonates. We all go away some times, But your picture's in my mind so when I'm many metres away Even then, I cannot stray I go and climb the tallest tree. I sit and wait for you and me.
Introducing empathy Introducing empathy Introducing ... you and me
The Rheostatics, because they bring all their equipment on the bus.