All my yesterdays
I so freely gave away
Have changed my today
All my yesterdays
I so freely gave away
Have changed my today
How is it so true
The whether doesn’t matter
That I need your touch
…and I’ll find my way,
striding on the energy.
Nay -dancing, on it.
Vast and high and great
My expectations in Him
Bring forth the day, then
Tell me what to do
I’ll whisper sweet denials
All the livelong Day
I saw no courage
On your tongue or in your eyes
Accusers of mine
Oh a Camaro
Cruising again and again
Solid Sixties lines
Too much metaphor
Results in the fall away
Of people, hearts, home
Thank you thesaurus
When slyest words eschew us
You spice our chorus
I dare us to tell
Why we cannot speak the truth
Or walk together