Like a Sunday  (9/11/21)

I could plant flowers wherever I go
Move fast move slow
tell the truth tell a lie
lay down to sleep under the open sky
dive down below the soil
breath salt breath the coral

cause you left in one way or another
and there is no fire in my breath
the wilds don't look so deep
Peace calls like a Sunday
your voice is at the end of my sundial
 

you spoke and you moved me
I broke and you soothed me
now age dries my leaves
and leaves me in a pile

I can shake and I can rage
or just stand still for a while
bare boned with nothing in my hand
where there used to be a treasure child
bare boned with nothing in my hand
where there used to be
Peace, like a Sunday
wish you could have stayed for a while

you spoke and you moved me
I broke and you soothed me
now foolish angels drive me mad
and leve me in denial

I can shake and I can rage
or just stand still a while
bare boned with nothing in my hand
where there used to be a treasure child
bare boned with nothing in my hand
where there used to be
bare boned with nothing in my hand
where there used to be
Peace, like a Sunday
wish you could have stayed a while