Grammar

Filled with foreboding,
I sit dreading, contemplating,
While my body betrays me,
Spilling the truth to the ground
It's only a change of seasons
But this little bit of spice
Could spell mess for my life
Pressing me further back
Adding time to my sentence
And as you can see from my grammar,
I need my words to be short and brief

4/4

The sweet notes roll across the breeze
They twine around the subtle lyrics
Words that open your eyes to the world
As the music travels on down the lane

It touches someone's heart and mind
They remember the long ago forgotten
Memories open up with music's hand
As the music travels on down the lane

Music seeps into your deepest soul
It helps you fix the broken parts
Music bridges distances between souls
As music travels on down the Lane

Colors

Blue is the color of his eyes
The color of the sky
Clouding over with rain

Green is the color of my heart
Envious of others
Sharing in his love

Gold is the color of our duty
Bound forevermore
Circles of gold