Title; I wish I had a compass for time
I have an itch for the May bug
But February is taking too long
It's dragging it's knuckles along the pebbles
July a distant song
I wish I had a compass for time
I wish everything in life just rhymed
My vehicle begins to cough
It forgot about hibination
In its haste to go wilderness wild
Across a sunlit destination
I wish I had a compass for time
I wish all the **** in life was fine
How her flowers create and bloom
through the crisp, deep white snow
Metamorphosis inside out
Back-to-front wings gingerly glow
I wish I had a compass for time
I wish it would fall back in line.
Starlings murmur and dance
through hail grazed stormy rage
Flying south a mattered memory
They broke out of nature's cage
I wish I had a compass for time
I wish the chimes would learn to mime
Feb 17, 2020
Feb 17, 2020 at 3:04 AM UTC
Title; I wish I had a compass for time
I have an itch for the May bug
But February is taking too long
It's dragging it's knuckles along the pebbles
July a distant song
I wish I had a compass for time
I wish everything in life just rhymed
My vehicle begins to cough
It forgot about hibination
In its haste to go wilderness wild
Across a sunlit destination
I wish I had a compass for time
I wish all the **** in life was fine
How her flowers create and bloom
through the crisp, deep white snow
Metamorphosis inside out
Back-to-front wings gingerly glow
I wish I had a compass for time
I wish it would fall back in line.
Starlings murmur and dance
through hail grazed stormy rage
Flying south a mattered memory
They broke out of nature's cage
I wish I had a compass for time
I wish the chimes would learn to mime
