Sitting, standing there
On by wooden stairs

A childish whisper imagines its way through you.

Cotton, candy, skies
Mad marshmallow pies

And all the sweets I promise to share us blue.


So let the love tumble towards us
While laughing, sailing, downwards
I make it to the end of the street and I sigh

Up on shining clouds
Looking, shining, dancing

The waves in your eyes sparkle like a black hole sea.

Pretty autumn birds
Red rectangle words

Feels as though my brain is in the sun.

And never put out the fire
Oh, never put out the fire
I feel like I’m living for the very first time.

Magic feels real
Old banana peel

It seems as though I trip on it, anyway.

Talking without mouths
While in the crowd

And your melody seems to sing so loud.