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
love
