your falling temperature like cooling kisses
a summer gone on tabling fabled blisses
and i'd love to see you waving
from the far side of the swim
gathered in by a waiting troop of the open- hearted
where colour field meets canvas
and the picture breathes you in
where all the stories meant for you have already started
walking tall but blown around
the secret chainmail gown of your father's blessing
open mouths for miles around
i still see you keeping those dough boys guessing
and i'd love to see you waving
from the far side of the swim
gathered in by a waiting troop of the open- hearted
where colour field meets canvas
and the picture breathes you in
where all the stories meant for you have already started
open mouths for miles around
open mouths for miles around