dee dee dah

gather up your rose

place its petals in place

far up the stem

save it with your grace

and you will dream again
in a rainbow's colored
technicality
and you will be again
when the willow stem
meets the vespers of the sea

Dream, Dream, dah

oh, my, gods.

we are here again
we are alive again
with the ocean's apple core
and when we arrive again
our emotions lose their
semblence to a war.