what a shame to hush
the ringing of interest
if you're shown the hem
betraing the skirt
all the casual signs
of a thunderous charm
would be echoes and clouds
without feets in the dirt
in my mind, i agree
oh whatever you do
just make it fast
and any subtle thing
to make sure it will last
what a myth to say
you'll brush off your instincs
to commit yourself to
purging the earth
you're the product of aways
a grain in the wood
there's no reason in asking
on weather you should
in your mind, you'll agree
[lu b. b.]