Saturday, June 11, 2005

The Battle of the Clouds and the Minerals (Love Song for Betsy Sue)

You were the wind who shook the flowers
Their roots planted firmly as one with the soil
You made thoughts turn from moons to suns

Oh my dear
The branches have snapped
The water splashed by the rocks being thrown
By the boys you sent

So I play your face like a projection
Against the grass
Only it's too bright out
So all your best features are left out

So cheer up baby darling
Lift your head towards the sky
Let the lady lake sing "oh me oh my"
We'll make it all better
Don't you ever worry.

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