Grass

I don't mind if she doesn't make sense It would just be nice to see her I dream of paragliding Should we quit our jobs And get the best sparkle stuff Every day I pray Lovely If we could Together Would be nice Don't think twice and walk At least Water on the ground and She listed taste for it Some things I don't learn A string of beads A crumb on a lip I love everything that you do His memories fade And begin to disappear It's fairy lore Cows from out the mist Lovely If we could Together Would be nice Don't think twice about When you hold my hand and Water on the ground Some things blue Some things real I held a piece of ice I shed in my hands And I shouted out an apology And then I felt like a twat And then I heard the track of Naked Stone Where the way she used to be Her eyes filled with tears The glacier feeds the river She said the river feeds the lake Which plants grow from ash Paraglider Like a hoover or a flymo Cut up to be like an instrument