Wednesday

well take it to the birds
and live what's yet to be learned
and decide on decisions in the past tense
when somebody else has had the time to decide them.
and everywhere you go sing a song about a rose
and a little boy who stepped on it
and the little girl who cried
and how everytime they walked by he'd point to the sky
and say how he's just planting roses in heaven to await her arrival.
and he's a silly silly boy with a more beautiful heart
and you can't quite understand him.