And now a song ...
Melody
Can you hear the melody
Arising from the fantasy
Arising from the common sense
And breaking down the self-defense?
You come to them with poetry
And listen to the mystery
They oblige sincerity
And offer up a yes indeed
Deeper still than garden seeds
Fuller than those garden weeds
Tending to your deepest needs
They know that you've been always free
And what if it's a dream bouquet?
They echo what you've always said
They know where you've been always dead
The palace living in your head
The world is just a dream machine
Or so it is on tv screens
The river flowing in your veins
The moment living still remains
And so you give them all you have
And pray the rhyme will be less bad
The way you dance across the floor
As if you're sure there's dancing more
|