Reverie

Jay bird singing in the dogwood tree
house cat thinking, now ain't that sweet?
I roll over go back to sleep
oh sweet Sunday reverie

Sun shining on the fresh cut hay
breeze blowing those tears away
Sun shining but it tastes like rain
so you're gonna die tomorrow whatcha gonna do today?

I would like us to be quiet now
and let our memories be kind
they're out for blood
they trick us every time

I woke to a letter on my front door
said you ain't gonna come around here no more
and ain't nobody gonna win this war
but we'll both be sorry Honey, that's for sure

Could you meet me by the ocean in an hour or two?
Bring a bottle of wine and your birthday suit
I been up all night trying to tame this blue
but that's a game we were born to lose

I would like us to be empty now
free of the pain we can't forget
it makes us cold, it fills us with regret

Jay bird singing in the dogwood tree
cat gave up and fell asleep
I awoke from the wildest dream
we were side by side and we both knew peace