The dream
The dream
Little brown stream
The beans
The beans
Oh that caffeine
Does wonders for me
Does wonders for me

Pull on my sleeves
Look at me
Dance a dance
Beaming glee
A thousand hours
Sweet taste of sours
Of life and limb
Tune up
Tune in

Make your face
All bright and red
And place the flowers
Upon your head
Spin and spin
And circle round
Flip the smile
Then flip the frown

Feed me favors
By the score
Pile the wheat
And gather more
A thousand lines
My list today
Of straining work
And frantic play
Of buildings built
Both straight and tall
Of baskets filled
With fruit for all

Pointless words
Endless motion
Rise and fall
Like tides of ocean
Settle now
And breath a sigh
For dreams are near
Behind closed eyes

Lay the stones down
Over my eyes
As dreams give way
To simpler times
To days of sunshine
Like grapes on the vine
To skies of diamond
Flowing like wine

Trouble me not
Muddy waters of thought
Let trees turn to forest
To peace that is sought
Deliver to me
The restful unwind
Still ticking hands
Of the keeper of time

Fix my gaze
It is wandering so
Through terrible storms
Of the thunderous show
Lift gently me now
From the trembling earth
Set me to flight
Among sailing birds

Simple life
Escapes me so
Flatten the hills
Lay smooth the snow
Run pristine waters
Through cavernous veins
From the chilling streams
Of mountain's range

Arching stone
Free of strain
Bereft of stress
In gentle rain
Perfect balance
Movement gone
Whispers will echo
Forgotten song

Doesn't matter how fast you run
That isn't how the race is won
Everyone but you knows
How the story goes
Long before
The starting gun

Grown up thinking
Work hard to win
Play a clean game
No foul
No sin
But didn't you know
The rules weren't yet written
The rule makers not yet done

Always stand awkward
On the wrong side of fair
The spectators laughing
Not fully aware
Of the name of the game
The criteria of shame
Of the purpose of action
The delusion of fame