Yellow streak across the gloomy ash


Through golden spectacles piercing eyes flash


Night broken with a sickening crash


Scarlet now the color of the night.



Lovers and sinners stricken and smote


Before the all-seeing eyes that smile and gloat


So we beat on, against the current and borne, boats.



To find a time before the gold and death


A freshly picked Daisy who took our breath



Away from the city


Away from the city



Houses filled with unused rooms,


Closets filled with unused brooms,


Bedrooms with unslept beds,


Library with books unread,



Buy yourself happiness anew


Swap from Gold to blue


And not the yellow flu.


But the money does not, presently make it easy


Happiness; a wind in this world so breezy.






Find what you want and take it.

Don’t wait or break it.


If it’s what you want, make it.





The green light has been swept away,


Into the long distant day.

Time didn’t stop.