Petracovich

Nighttime Nightime Journey to the moon On the back Of a big firefly Take us up above the city Your hair Picks up all the light Tropical fish in sky Take a ride take a ride take a ride take a Come on Take me for a ride Open window's the sign Staining

Paper Cup We Are Wyoming Oh to have a paper cup As I walk Wake me up Love a place to be Love to have a paper cut A pile to push A clock to watch And a boss that I'd dream Of telling off Cause what are the dreams If you hold them and nobody sees them

Moving you from your chosen seat's like Rolling away the stone Queen Anne's lace so delicate and quiet Hands are green from trying to pull you up But you can't feed someone who isn't hungry Or has no taste for you. and there's some sorts of food that

Summer Trees We Are Wyoming Red leaves on summer trees Early color, early Stay long Summer stay long Red leaves on summer trees Early winter, early I say I say long Summer stay long I'm coming the quieting is here The drying, the laying down and dyin

Let's get it all started For your dearly departed And if you feel broken-hearted It's my day Cry because it's so lovely Cry, you feel all the beauty Of the world in my leaving And It's ok It's an honor to love you And lovely to leave To see you all b

Don't know how much of this I can take it Waking up anxious I see poles and criss-crossed telephone wires None of the trees and None of the flowers And then somewhere, somewhere I can I know I can, lighten up You poked a hole and threaded the string

Others are here In this room, waiting for you to Lift your bow into the air and Watch it flow up past the moon And from down here you Help it fly, a many-colored Strand of light, Under your ribs Behind your eyes You start to sing La da- And they move