Just To Be

Dec 26, 2007 03:48

Momma don't you see 'em
Under docks and boats
Damning the steady stem,
Drinking all the floats

Yeah I see 'em child
Wearing blue and green,
Ageless thin and mild,
Tracing up in streams

Endless by and by,
Racing round your gal
Save it for the eye, and hold on for now
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