Motions

The grey timber is overcome

awash in a white I cannot define

and the people walking by are scared

but do they really care?

 

There’s never been such grave a matter

as the fact that the earth laughs in flowers

and what song am I going to write at work

and am I dressed twinkish enough for my worth?

 

And the fragile trees and souls conducting

a wondrous chorus for my mind

All these motions, oh how can you blame me?

So many souls are a wasteland for history.

 

And you said care for yourself

Lovely, you said watch yourself

I know, I know, I know

I  know, I know, I know

All right already.

 

Reclined amongst my pack of wolves

for to make music, the day into beauty

All these motions of lustful wanting

hurt my heart like a child motherless.

 

And the earth smiles in its flowers all ’round

and we’re too concerned with what kind of clothes we have on

Now you’re drunk and walking foolishly

Someone save our hearts, please bravely.

 

And the precious trees and souls conducting

all the roving crowds and their endless wanting.

All these motions, such beautiful motions

make me the guy to feel not so hopeless.

 

And you said care for yourself

Lovely, you said watch yourself

I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know

I shall.