We Walked in Song

Blue could be a winter coat or the sea, Lake Maureen, a window or a downpour on my street. This bit of yellow could be a leaf or a beam of light, a girl in a taxi. And I think of you in the colors of the world. And I did meet you in the brotherhood o

I'm over the moon, taller than clouds. I'm sailing along, smiling out loud. Windows, doorways, you can't hold me, branches never hold me, no. I'm over the moon. Can this be the same day of all rain when I was down in and there was no sky? Now windows

Yes, the sidewalk soon will launch you into Brooklyn, through the air. And they will give a cheer, I am sure, when you are coming near to the ground. Oh, early in the morning, when you fly away, early in the morning, when you fly away. Beautiful life

love that boy and he is my friend. I see him going down the long hall. I love that boy and he is my friend. I wave to him from very far off. He goes uphill, I wish that I could follow after him. He goes uphill. Please let him be safe there, across th

All day, since your haircut in the morning, you have looked like a painting, even more than usual. We are in the wind, planting the maples. We meet an older man who seems to know I miss my dad. And he smiles through the limbs. We talk easily with him

When you wake up sun will shine. We will not go under any cloud. Let balloons go up in town, ring out every bell. Happy birthday, beautiful, all the birds of this day sing a song, sing a song. Dream of trains carrying you through the state parks with