Again, a "poem" I wish I had written ....... Thanks Talking Heads ......

Hey!And she was lying in the grassAnd she could hear the highway breathingAnd she could see a nearby factoryShe's making sure she is not dreamingSee the lights of a neighbor's houseNow she's starting to riseTake a minute to concentrateAnd she opens up her eyesThe world was moving she was right there with it and she wasThe world was moving she was floating above it and she wasand she wasAnd she was drifting through the backyardAnd she was taking off her dressAnd she was moving very slowlyRising up above the earthMoving into the universeAnd she's drifting this way and thatNot touching the ground at allAnd she's up above the yardThe world was moving she was right there with it and she was(Hey, hey)The world was moving she was floating above it and she wasHey, hey, heyAnd she was proud about it... no doubt about itShe isn't sure about what she's doneNo time to think about what to tell himNo time to think about what she's doneAnd she wasHey hey, hey hey, hey!And she was looking at herselfAnd things were looking like a movieShe had a pleasant elevationShe's moving out in all directionsOh, oh ohHey hey hey (repeated..)The world was moving she was right there with it and she wasHey, woo hooThe world was moving she was floating above it and she wasHey, heyJoining the world of missing persons and she wasMissing enough but feeling all right and she wasHa haAnd she was(repeated..)

The "poem" I wish I had written..........

Something I wish I had writen, but Tori Amos did it better than me. For some reason, I keep coming back to this song in my head ..........

And if I die today I'll be the happy phantom And I'll go chasin' the nuns out in the yard And I'll run naked through the streets without my mask on And I will never need umbrellas in the rain I'll wake up in strawberry fields every day And the atrocities of school I can forgive The happy phantom has no right to bitch Oo who The time is getting closer Oo who Time to be a ghost Oo who Every day we're getting closer The sun is getting dim Will we pay for who we been So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel They'll be my ticket to the universal opera There's Judy Garland taking Buddha by the hand And then these seven little men get up to dance They say Confucius does his crossword with a pen I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin Oo who... Or will I see you dear and wish I could come back You found a girl that you could truly love again Will you still call for me when she falls asleep Or do we soon forget the things we cannot see Oo who...