Birthday Song
Julia Nagle, Mark Smith
And though, my darling,
There is another side you never see
Another side
And know, darling,
You know it's there, on the right
I'm pointing to it now
While you, your fragrance drags
It conveys me to the country
And is...
this...
your birthday?
As if by flight, behold
I am sat in a leafy winding spiral ablaze
Clad stones
Stocked up with pebbles
Rumbling
Trying to, like you, navigate without pains
And in dreams I stumble towards you,
Knees knocked, as you evaporate
Though I am teed up
I am in the next room with you always