instances when you think not so)
for you see i have no choice (when i
look into your eyes) i see halcyon
when you walk (outside that is) the
sun stars clouds and moon
all line up to grin (at you)
how could not they (i ask
myself) for even things without
their own way know that
you are the (lustrous) gem
of this macrocosm
and the curious fact i tell myself (you
and i) are the offspring of ancient
lore.
before, we may meet (somewhere
else) in this cosmos

What a beautiful line: (when I look into your eyes) i see halcyon
ReplyDeleteI want to steal it. But I won't.
Enjoyed the Postal Service tune. I've liked them ever since the Garden State soundtrack several years back.