Be Saved

By monkeysuitman

Fri, 15 Jan 2010

drink the stars and the muddle will clear
wipe the mud from your eyes girl
and see love

love abates from your eyes - so clear
dry your eyes on the tablecloth
and sing us all a song

delirious with fever from a closed eye
a soundless picture
clouds your mind

weave cotton through your fingers
cotton so soft
it could almost be your hair

grass so green it screams 'splendour'
the other side is the spectrum
you are the blue

reset life and talk to me again
with eyes so clean as day
eyes blank

stay here with me now and drink the stars
hide behind fear and regret
but love

love