Cuckoo Clouds Poem by Mark Heathcote

Maybe you've been in your cuckoo clouds too long
Maybe it's time you dined with that angry bear
The one who thinks your Goldilocks without a care
Maybe you've been in your cuckoo clouds too long
Maybe you broke his chair and fixed it with honey
And fixed it with honey for glue,
Fixed it without money to buy a new pair of shoes
Tell me was it you
Tell me was it you
Tell me was it you
Why should I believe it wasn't you?
Why should I believe it wasn't you?
Why should I believe it wasn't you?
Your lips are sticky with honey too.

And an amber locket hangs just in view
I hope it keeps you and those little bees well-fed
Now that in my heart you are now completely dead,
Maybe it's time you dined with that hungry bear
Maybe he's got forgiveness in him, but not me
Maybe you broke his bed and fixed it with honey
And fixed it with honey for glue,
Fixed it without money to buy a new pair of shoes
Tell me was it you
Tell me was it you
Tell me was it you
Why should I believe it wasn't you?
Why should I believe it wasn't you?
Why should I believe it wasn't you?
Your lips are sticky with honey too.