Black as night
Cold as ice
The darkness
can consume any in sight
...
Come sing with me,
Under the trees,
Where the birds sing,
And the leaves fall around,
...
Green.
Meadows, hills, Arkansas,
Vast open meadows with blooming
flowers reaching toward the sun.
...
Music is the beat of life,
For we all have music inside us,
Waiting to be expressed.
So show your music today.
...
Colors, colors, colors.
Colors are all around us,
Dancing and singing,
Spinning and fleeing.
...
Oh some may call it a curse
A life like mine
But others
A blessing
...