The Bus
I used to say 'thank you' When the bus got me home, But in truth my head and my heart have started to roam. This is a house and those are some people. This is a theatre and that there's a steeple.
You could say that I'm experimenting.
I used to say 'thank you' When the bus got me home, But in truth my head and my heart have started to roam. This is a house and those are some people. This is a theatre and that there's a steeple.
Society's contract screams: BE YOURSELF!* With lots of pretty flourishes. But the Terms and Conditions whisper: *as long as you're the same as everyone else..
Miri found them a few minutes later, still sitting in silence and staring out into the trees, scrunching up their noses whenever another group of mockingbirds would assemble a chorus.
How do you fall asleep so simply while I lie awake all night. For my conscious is moonless and yours is so bright..
The caravans were arranged in a U-formation facing a stream and the mountain from which it ran, the tents attached to caravans or placed around the large fire pit.
The mockingbirds overran the trees surrounding the field. They ruffled their brown feathers when the sun peeked out at them and began to sing, and then to scream.