14: SATIN IN RED

 

Well the cups are inside, the birthday is wide, and the nursery is rhyme all the time.

The first day in May, the things that they say, and our music we'll play all the time.

The fish in the brook, the girl in the book, and mistakes we mistook all the time.

 

Well the stars are all there, they've not gone anywhere, and that seems fair to define, as a kind-of satin in red, thoughts in your head, evolved there instead of your heart.  A piece of the earth, is that what your worth, except that your birth is the start.

 

Oh beautiful relationships that's so, one sacrifice that could save our life, and that paid the price for our souls.

 

It's worth it to say, there'll come a day, when He'll call us out of our holes.

Well the stars are all there, they've not gone anywhere, and that seems fair to define, as a kind-of satin in red, thoughts in your head, evolved there instead of your heart.  A piece of the earth, is that what your worth, except that your birth is the start.

 

Well never seen a winning man, get in touch with where he stands, any old time, any old time.

Had a piece of winning luck, but he let it become stuck,

To his mind, to his mind.

Considering what he had, sure could see him getting mad,

To find, to find.

All around, himself down

Oh beautiful relationships that's so, one sacrifice that could save our life, and that paid the price for our souls.

It's worth it to say, there'll come a day, when He'll call us out of our holes.

 

Well the stars are all there, they've not gone anywhere, and that seems fair to define, as a kind-of satin in red, thoughts in your head, evolved there instead of your heart.  A piece of the earth, is that what your worth, except that your birth is the start.