Monday 18 January 2010

porch swing rhythm

Minding our own
makin' it rhyme
it's all coming out
theres dust in the draught
but the rain comes in time
nothing held back
I've got nothing to say
let it roll off my shoulders
puts less your mind
and it's better that way

And isn't it great
we can stay out real late
watching millions of sparkling stars
while your're lickin' that plate
And isn't it nice
you like hot tea on ice
thank you yes
I can follow directions
so please don't think twice

I said nothing at all
it's that horse in the stall
my foot fell asleep
but I'm not gonna weep
I can drag it or crawl
Now the wind's in the trees
and your hand's on my knees
and the warmth of your breath on my neck
puts my tired mind at ease

Now we're minding our own
but we're makin' it rhyme
it's all coming out
theres dust in the draught
but the rain comes in time
Distracted it's true
idle chatter won't do
Better nothing to say
put the music on play
and be quiet with you

5 comments:

Lone Grey Squirrel said...

Sweet. I like it.

Gina said...

aw..thank you, LGS. :) Wishful thiknking mostly.

BT said...

I think that I have to say that this is my favorite. One for the ages(or aged)
BT

Gina said...

thank you, S. Call me Geezer. I had fancied you a five-minute oat man.

BT said...

An Oat man for the moment, but the swing takes me out to the great beyond.