Occult Display

She is fine- Rolling the lane and wasting the day About Love and daylight Walking away in the sun and the shade Gonna dance- hey la Water the leaves, looking over the trees Gonna be alright But what would my lady say? Give her an ounce of pay Loose her mind, all that time What do we love to do? Run through the park and trip in the dark And dig up our roots And just move to delay an average day Well then I agree Part of me wakes with something to take But then magically it fades So what are we going to do? There's nothing to do but walk in my shoes And dust the land Down on my knees I confess to the breeze- The best time I ever had And I'm sane, Jane.