Song of Yourself

Another spring lingering and everything new

The many shades of green all swaying in the dew

Like a mother leaning in and beckoning,

comfort in the arms of a coming wind

The dappled light that’s scattering patterns on the ground

The colour of an eye that shifts with every cloud

Like a dream that rustles through the fabric of your day,

suddenly you’re swaying from a memory’s weight

All you can say, all you can do, that’s all

All you can say, all you can do, that’s all

Peppermint, liquorice, and lavender blue

Takes a little bit of new to make a fool out of you

Every passing hour you shift into the sun

Dust glints in the air you wonder what you’ve done

Staggering, swaggering, the pendulum swings

there’s a clock beside your bed with a silver ring

Mind full of memories that nobody’s heard

A line to a history that can’t be learned

All you can say, all you can do, that’s all

All you can say, all you can do, that’s all

  

Sing a song of yourself

Sing a song of yourself

Sing a song of yourself

Sing a song of yourself

Sing a song of yourself

Sing a song of yourself

Sing a song of yourself

Sing a song of yourself

All you can say, all you can do, that’s all

All you can say, all you can do, that’s all

All you can say, that’s all you can do, that’s all

All you can say, that’s all you can do, that’s all