1/11/2020

Made an offer that you couldn't refuse, back in the fall.
The postage craze was never enough, but you are who you are.

Then I saw you laughing, as soft waves were reflecting the stars.
The power holds me in and the power lets me fall.


Purple haze was playing as you ran away from home.
And then I offered my name, and now here we are.
Carribu and polka I guess I never told you where it all began.
And these day Will never change.


Wild boys were in the loose, their leaders name was moose.
Card games and dusty shoes.
And you were all there was to lose.

Push me over, the cliffs of silver
And wake me to paint the morning

Hearts of oak gigantic and pure.
Breezes go beyond our season and our reasons to talk.
From the first night out on the shore.
I knew I was taken.
Taken back to the rome I adore.