05.09

a toast to the sky

upstairs downstairs sing a song of six pence
this garden grows a melody in step
with the answers you seek

play a man a fool, play a song a week
nowhere left behind the sink
and three days ago you spoke to me
of iridescence and glee

pardon the looks now
for i seem to have lost the time
and every leopard leaps the wrong way
at least once or twice

never more never more,
never stands for less
this old frame house still stands
and they said it won't
they said it don't and i say it do
everything inside still relays
me to you

a toast then
a toast to the sky