Sister Sun

When I see you I will say, "My soul survived the feeling I had last week. If you relate, thank you. Please, I need relief. This bar's
too full of clowns like me.....in barrels of fun, torture, and poetry."

Roll me over, drop me down in the skylight.
Falling in rain with your nova.

I just need to be obscure before I hear the drop of drops, the soaking of boots and gloves.
Striking rays of wind and sun brought you to me. Gray, brown, and green...the colors of your hair to me.

Roll me over, drop me down in the skylight.
Falling in rain with your nova.

(grey, brown, and green colors are, shining you are the red star).....