Broken cups

Countryside

Broken cups
Inside every child’s eyes
There’s an invite to the countryside
Where the bashes of the day
Are softened by the clear touch of the rain

The sky remains the same
While time lightly declines and goes astray
And my lover looks as pure
As morning roses newly washed with dew*

Inside every man’s eyes
There’s a plea for the countryside
The gentle way they laugh
Seems to convey the softness of our path

While lingering around
The flames caressing every inch of the ground
My lover calls for me
And sets my heart alight and my soul free

Inside everyone’s eyes
There’s the promise of the countryside
Where all the world is green
And things are just exactly as they seem

All peace and harmony
Combine themselves inside a single seed
And as soon as she appears
We’re taken by the music of the spheres
Over the countryside

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