In this little world of rumble

 

with the hurry, the fury

 

the less you are sorry

 

the more it gets blurry

 

be… happy no worries 

 

cause time goes as it goes 

 

wish your true want

 

do all the don’ts

 

 

small what you are

 

so small what you were

 

and small will you be

 

in the eyes you now see

 

 

dance all you want 

 

together or not

 

all it comes down

 

is the last part

 

 

 

snow on your feet

 

snow on your gloves

 

snow on your name

 

and snow on your laugh

 

right becomes wrong

 

wrong becomes right

 

but anyways we watch 

 

the winter tonight

 

(radio voice)

a character, a whole show, has wit, power, the force, the deer, the horse,

short stories, long stories, all real, an embodiment of realness, true-to-nature, aware, bewildered, but challenges, everywhere, doesn’t care, fences, sidewalks, trees, branches, stairs, roofs, chimneys, sandstorms, icebergs, huge fields and herds, a house full of balloons and free-flying birds

 

with anything that is

 

supposed to belong to the world