Today, let me be an alien a cappella
A day among a crowd of quiet dandelions
With the soft white sun to bask
Let me sleep with the daffodil shadows
Yesterday, too much bottles were handled
Too much faces unmasked
I'm naturally a boy who wears neon shoes
And a mask of blue damask
At night I run to temples
Or a single tent with candles near my bed
Tonight, let me rest quietly
For tomorrow there will be
Jubilation and fantastic sounds which I will crave again
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
Today, let me be an alien a cappella
A day among a crowd of quiet dandelions
With the soft white sun to bask
Let me sleep with the daffodil shadows
Yesterday, too much bottles were handled
Too much faces unmasked
I'm naturally a boy who wears neon shoes
And a mask of blue damask
At night I run to temples
Or a single tent with candles near my bed
Tonight, let me rest quietly
For tomorrow there will be
Jubilation and fantastic sounds which I will crave again
John Gotera Archievald © 2015
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