Dreamful Thinking

I ought to know there's all too much to grow to truly understand the natural hand that stretches out in glee, inviting me to plow and plant and reap the seeds I sow I ought to chime there's all too little time to truly look within, ask how I've been? that shakes my hair to know I'm not aware to love and live and journey up the climb I ought to say there's all too much to pray to truly heal the broken spinning wheel that turns in hope when washing soil with soap to right and rest the wrongs, will good outweigh?

you have a brain at the top a heart in the middle and feet at the bottom a hand for "stop" some fingers that fiddle all set, go out and get em’

1 The more you give love The more an angel's cup fills The more holy wills 2 The moon rises bright Not to replace the sun’s height Both work day and night 3 Cradles me asleep The sea is a lullaby Rocking back and forth 4 The jungle runs wild Beastly freedoms take control Running forever 5 A tall tree bending Feeling the downs of the day Meeting me in pain 6 Colors shedding through Along the rainy pavement Now searching for gold 7 Seeing the sign up Doesn’t mean being fluent Speaking its language