YOU by S. A. David

Category: lyric

To you I’m grateful
They said in you no full
Me to them is folly
I jettison the fiction jolly


They: you will come to inactivity
For the select to see the city
Built in the far air
Just to see the beardie’s hair

Yes, my mansions are here
No, their mansions are there
Yes, I hate the illusion
No, they love the delusion

You’re all there is
I’m here for your kiss
I weep for their feel
They will take to their heel