if i could paint a page a beauties

id mention your eyes

the ones that glow like stars through a cloudy night

the ones i catch in my sleep

id mention the song

i sing when i rise

its words so sleepborn i cant comprehnd

the ones that chill me to sit

the ones that haunt me into noon

id mention the world of furture i see

the currents that rise

like escalators into the sky

& id awake to my page

written in the songs of birds

& i cover my page

over me

like a sheet

& id sleep

in its beauties

till morning

oh if i could paint a page of beauties

id never forget your never forget your eyes

id never forget your eyes