Nancy

Wouldn't it be great, to forget how much we owe, celebrate what remains, kick the need to long, at rivers skim the stones, within us all our song, I watch for the rain, tumble down a naked slope, keep us from the drains, we'll just bumble along, fly with what we know, assenting that we're strong, fling the watch away, shiny as the fallen snow, trains arrive anyway, you never let me down, or worry about the loan, I need no gown, red lips ornate, rooms where flowers grow, pints and whisky chasers, I never feel alone.