Why cant I see the light midday
When the sun is shining
When everything is going just right
The dark of night invades
Bats in caves
The water down the well
Cannot comfort me
My fuse burns a thousand questions
Second guessing all the time
On a gray day its okay to stay in
Curtains flowers and candles handle the mantle well
Pretty what is showing
Hell if I only knew where I was going
Fireflies make dreams reality
Greens and blues compliment the master
Slow things I know
While she goes faster
A mystic will be both love and disaster
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