Whiles one wood SMoke

you vist me in my dreams
tell me everything is going to be ok
no i tell you everything is going to be alright
i stare at the sun
watch those things floating across my eyes
RED brick
Green Bush
BLue Sky
BROWN EYES... wonder why

Brown StIck
BuRning ASh
Deep BReath
drift away on that breath of smoke
mix with clouds
Light Head- wonder why

SofT sand
Long ShAdows
HEAT RAYs
wet pAint
paint my drahma into dreams

wonder why...