Saturdays (Again)

Completeness is written on a cake

The red, the white, the blue, the opaque, smoking up into a nothing

Some sweet replies warmin' up out of the oven

Scents will play a wonderful day, sights'll be explorin'

What blues might try? Fold out into an open

A person to thank and a push in the lake and

Things that I am hoping for you

And some you try, get a little superstitious

There's lots of cracks in many days, oh, so many wishes

But I don't know why? Peaked on Saturdays

Should be just like all the days

But I do know why?

It was never quite much of a Mondays

'Cause they remind me of those Saturdays

"My, how time flies?", said my younger cousin

"My, how time flies?", said my younger cousin

I turned a break through a southern pond

When the dragonfly, she would buzz on

I turned a break through a southern pond

When the dragonfly, she would buzz on

But I don't know why? Peaked on Saturdays

Should be just like all the days

But I do know why?

It was never quite much of a Mondays

'Cause they remind me of those Saturdays

Good, good, good long weekends

Good, good, good long weekends

Good, good, good long weekends

Good, good, good long