She's a butterfly.
chadwick
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On a June summer moon your name reflected down, down, down to me.
I saw your breath flying ‘round.
‘Round high cloud-tops and profound clarity from that of a pristine
mountain stream.
Moving me are your perfect summertime wings flying me away.
Flying me away the fluttering.
I saw your breath flying ‘round.
‘Round high cloud-tops and profound clarity from that of a pristine
mountain stream.
Moving me are your perfect summertime wings flying me away.
Flying me away the fluttering.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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And soon opening eyes will dance, dance the floral dance.
Such a beautiful life you lead.
In my eyes you fly, fly away like rainbows on the run.
And the song I hear is of drumming wings.
The flute sounds echoing in your touching gentleness is my way home.
Lead me onward through your fields of excellence.
Just take me home and love me.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
... and I still think Drive-By Truckers are better.