Lyrics
Same time each day
we walk this circular plot
in the same exact way
like we were setting a clock
and then we always stop
at a particular spot
A clearing along the stream
where we sit and we watch
the birds and the bees
it sure means a lot
to do these simple things
before the beaming sun drops
And the sky is a blaze!
like a furious War!
fought on the blue...
of an ocean...
behind the trees
and we can see it not
and then the coyote howls
when it's their turn to trot.
it's some Stephen King shit
I never even change my address
when I move out
I know that I'll be right back
it's Madness
counterclockwise
a bright orange reflection. ..
on the wet Country Road
fuchsia.. magenta highlights
winding patterns of clouds
hover over the desert
dark masses of water particles
the sky is a blaze!
like a furious War!
fought on the blue...
of an ocean...
in a January sunset
mechanical sounds
of power steering loss
cuts through the valley
like a giant mechanical exoskeleton
muted by a large Gander flock
headed north this morning
it's 54° in January
insects abound...
a brief reprieve..
from seasonal slumber
74 days until spring
another so many more before summer.
and the sky is a blaze!
like a furious War!
fought on the blue...
of an ocean...
in a January sunset
Style
spiritualdarkemotionmagical
Credits
Prompt byJonLenahan2529
GeneratedJan 13, 2025
ModelAria v4
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