Oh, Theodore
Take me to the shore
Of where I used to play
I want the gravel, and the stone wave
With the sign that read,
'Children, don't misbehave'
Foggy afternoon, you'll set sail
And when you do,
Don't you lose that red ball cap
Imagine that,
Imagine something more
Than just a photograph
Briny sea breath
Rolling off the cove,
Into the cracks of the car window
Heavy highway left behind
For small back roads,
And hidden groves
Where by itself,
A salty breeze blows
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 8:20 PM UTC
Oh, Theodore
Take me to the shore
Of where I used to play
I want the gravel, and the stone wave
With the sign that read,
'Children, don't misbehave'
Foggy afternoon, you'll set sail
And when you do,
Don't you lose that red ball cap
Imagine that,
Imagine something more
Than just a photograph
Briny sea breath
Rolling off the cove,
Into the cracks of the car window
Heavy highway left behind
For small back roads,
And hidden groves
Where by itself,
A salty breeze blows
