i suppose i knew there should have been cover
but the story goes, there were white mountains
far as the eye can see
and wouldn't you know, who came along but good ol' Francine and Lyle
they had muskets and furs
blazing a trail that only went so far
and they didn't even stop when the reached the Pacific
they kept on trudging, through mirky waters and sea weed.
unbelievable, I know
but it's absolutely a true story, that I just made up.
I have themes and images pouring through my mind
perceiving things as thoughts on polaroid
and such great closeups, and vibrant colour
makes me want to splash blue and pink paint
all
over
my mahogany piano
or even just hovering over it
in shadow and green light
then create the longest paper chain, ever
you see, starting off as children's stories, and bed time lullabies
can prove to make for the greatest of imaginary worlds
and i fancy coming up with some grand story
something that provokes and art form
or chord of music
something fictionally believable.
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