Peter Four

What do you care, don't hold me in traces, you wouldn't dare, your tune is not easy, blue webs across my face, spun by the breeze, say you need to share, but where’s the kissing place, why put me here, in chains to the sea, unlike your gaze, a sung hymn to serendipity, hard to know what's fair, when your voice is dazed, lips that snare, down swollen streams, no one escapes, sugar sweet, you're no liar, to sing so great, are you aware, what you give away?