I Would Turn On The Tv, But

The Light Was Leaving In The West It Was Blue The Children's Laughter Sang And Skipping Just Like The Stones They Threw The Voices Echoed Across The Way Its Getting Late It Was Just Another Night With The Sun Set And The Moon Rise Not So Far Behind To Give Us Just Enough Light To Lay Down Underneath The Stars Listen To Papas Translations Of The Stories Across The Sky We Drew Our Own Constellations

Don't Let Your Dreams Be Dreams.

Can't You See That It's Just Raining? There Ain't No Need To Go Outside.

If I Had Eyes In The Back Of My Head, I Would Have Told You You Looked Good As I Walked Away.

The Wisdom's In The Trees Not The Glass Windows.