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