Hide and Seek

I never understood how love can be so blind, and if it can't see well then tell me what's there to find?

There's nothing outside only feelings inside.

When kids go out to play they seek and then hide, rocking on dead horses that seem to look like they're alive.

Imagination, dreams and courier tales.
Building castles out of big garbage pales.
Some call it trash, but compost deep in the ground.
Boats made of paper mâché, recycled sails out on the sound.

I never understood how love can be so hard to find, like it does not exist when your staring at the legs of time.

There's nothing outside only feelings inside.

When kids go out to play they seek and then hide, rocking on dead horses that seem to look like they're alive.

Close your eyes and think of nothing at all, like a naked tree during winter or fall. Memories, like the skin of a snake, shedding leaves and colors destined to rake.

There's nothing outside only feelings inside

When kids go out to play they seek and then hide, rocking on dead horses that seem to look like they're alive.

Imagination, dreams and courier tales.
Building castles out of big garbage pales.
Some call it trash, but compost deep in the ground.
Boats made of paper mâché, recycled sails out on the sound. - V.O.

SP