Beneath the sod the Earth does tread In the natural extent their was always thought's inside my head/ Torn/ Throughout violet fluorescent eyes We vividly see through a tiny lens; Then the portal appears Grafted in once again With stone upon the waterfront You could only see through delicate eyes/ That winsome smile of the child A haunted call of the wild/ We wrote a nice song on the soft lined parchment paper While loaded with melancholy fear/ No one ever shed a tear ?
Then the Earth began to shake ?
In this fast paced life of the give and take/ Through delicate fluorescent eyes
I began to see a modest reflection Some may have transformed into an angel of light ? Amidst the journey toward our papal flight ! Yet through prayer there develops a bit of peace/
We will slowly learn to turn over a brand new leaf, Bow the knee to the heavenly chief Leaving behind a life of monkey see to monkey do Through the fluorescent eyes we can see all of those hidden lies/