Sunday song

justam

Frank Zappa wouldn't like this
it's all about leaves and love and blue skies
no complicated message or social commentary
no clever, pithy-punchy-phrasing
it's just a delicate ditty about feeling fine
white trees and blue skies
pink blossoms and green pies
cool breezes and warm sun!
a waking mood, chores done
walk along to sing a song
yes, my cheerful tune on my sleeve
yes, the wind blows, it shuffles leaves
pink hibiscus, white lime cactus
cut green grass, tall bare branches
but sometimes love is like that:
we walk around aimlessly...
happy to wear it like a favorite hat