Lisa Mitchell - Neopolitan Dreams
You'll go and I’ll be okay,
I can Dream the Rest Away
Its just a little touch of Fate, it will be okay!
It sure takes its Precious Time, but it’s got Rights and so Have I.
I turn my Head up to the Sky
I focus one Thought at a Time
I do not let the Little Thieves under my Tightly Buttoned Sleeve...
It couldn’t be a Longer Time, I feel like I am Walking Blind!
I have no Idle Time;
There are no 'Legible Signs' (rpt:)
I like the Way that you Talk
I like the Way that you Walk
It’s hard to Re-Create, such an Individual Gait!
You wait your Turn in the Queue;
You say your Sorries' and Thankyous'
I don’t think you’re Ever...
A Hundred Percent in the Room
You’re not in the room (rpt:)
Deepest, of the Dark Nights;
Here lies, the Highest of Highs
Neopolitan Dreams, Stretching out to the Sea
You wait your Turn in the Queue;
You say your Sorries' and Thankyous'
I don’t think you’re Ever...
A Hundred Percent in the Room
You’re not in the room (rpt:)
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