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A whole lot of nothing.
IMAGINE
(The afterglow consumes you)
You’re painted in a patch of clovers
Sprinkled with wild yellow and red posies
(Tosies)
And You Think About The Sport You Love
And You Think About Bob
(Because green and yellow and red sound like the colors he would embrace)
Or at least the colors of a Latin America team,
Fighting for refreshment from a cup too grand
And you wonder why Venus and Mars are so difficult…
SO DIFFERENT?
(Sigh)
Yeah, but only in the way they move -
And you LOVE the way Venus moves
As she sways her hips in the bronzing sun
And it doesn’t really matter if Venus has seven toes
The more the merrier
You just love the way her horizon satiates the sky
And overflows
In the morning’s glow
As cheery eyed as the morning always is
So you think about your life
Wonder what’s going… where’s it’s going
AND WHY
(Most importantly why)
But you stumble over the image that matches the essence of your childhood
AND IT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING
And you remember feeling on top of the world
The first time you laughed
HARD
So hard that you crashed into yourself
And died a little
Because nothing could ever compare
And right now you are wondering about the world
And why you don’t see the crazy everyday
(Their language is not spoken here)
And you cannot think me crazy
Because I see you always
And my language is whispered on whims
But always is not everyday
And a whisper is hard to hear
Just listen
Just hear
Understand?
Close your ears
Open your mind
And the crazy will stay that way
Hypnotic
The pools of green that are your eyes call for swimming
What a highly ridiculous notion!
And you laugh because you know I’m crazy
Because always is not everyday
But it’s not ever like that first time
With that picture that never fibs
And a horizon that’s bloated
But it’s gorgeous
So gorgeous in its mood swings
As Venus tip toes around Mars
Because it just looks right
It just feels right
And it sounds right
Because it is right
Just like green and yellow and red
And the sport you love makes you better
And his wisdom makes you alive
And the posies make you feel beautiful
(Tosies)
Because you are
And you are bathing in summer’s bliss
You’re painted to the pillow case
You’re dreaming
You’re screaming
You’re open and free
As Venus lies cradled in a sea of sheets
You close your eyes
You’re home
Blinded by the afterglow
Long Time Going,
Kay
P.S. Happy Cinco de Mayo