Elizabeth has two friends The Horse & the one in the dream Beyond the window it’s calm, settling of dew And there it’s always Sunday And candles and feast And summer and laughter And something taboo… Tell me why statues fell down On the ground Why did we all shoot & asked For trouble and mess She put her palm on my lips An whispers: “Do what you want But be quiet Words they are death…” And our bodied will open up like the doors To the blue Where we’re boundless in flight And smooth sliding through And there it’s always Sunday And candles and feast And summer and laughter And something taboo…
Editi made it singable and rhymed it too