Toast is what I what I want
And toast is what you need.
Holding our hands in the sunlight
Boy don’t it feel so sweet.
I sit here with my feet in the sand.
Summer shandy in my hand.
The pink diamonds in the clouds above me,
As I smile and just pretend.
Everything is gonna be alright.
While I sit and smell the light.
The peace is overwhelming.
The guitar chords surrounding my every
Movement. Placid and precise.
I want to listen to you tell me why
I should listen to the Trojan horns warning
Of the impending armies.
While I just sit here and think about the peace I think
about
While I talk and jest with the wonders of the roman age.
While I sit here and listen to applesauce.
I love you and I wonder what the roll is
Let’s go let’s talk and skip across the dojo.
Baby, I wonder why you talk and listen to
My incessant rambling.
It just goes and goes and goes and goes.
But peace is here in my mind my baby.
