"If Music be the Food of Love" - 9.9.03, mod. 9.15.03
(D. to Clyde)

Glitt'ring eyes
Tears tripping golden.
Peace.
You are the light
That's leading me.
And after all
And all and all,
You're still you.

I want to
Reach you.
I want to
Heal you.

But enough of the
Chitter, let's
Cut to the
Chase.

Bring on those
Rainclouds and
Let them mountains
Fall.
None of it matters, cause
I've got
You, babe.

And that's all this
Love pineapple
Needs.