Fuzzy Antics from The Garden by Sunny Erickson

Up in the fuzzy antics of the attitude,
trying to make light of it
Watching as the pretty painted roses undulate,
barely catch sight of it
It seems, that we're in between the light of the morning and your dreams

Open in the early moments, and it's possible
that something still could find a way
Settle into heavy laden lady, dance around, screaming out
your part of it today
And you push me out, just to pull me in
and every morning we begin, again

trying to merge with every side,
but somehow i just keep on looking down on it
Every word is so absurd,
they keep on flowing out like there was something else to see
How it's gonna be, here in the lines so deep
They cut you when you sleep
Hang on, it's all right here

Good times so grand, slip through our hands
We're like a dreamscape, falling awake
with nothing here to take
Hang on, it's all right here

Up in the fuzzy antics of the attitudes hoping we can find a way

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