Every now and then,
It takes you away,
With pitter-patter toe-steps,
Like the sound of the rain,
In landscapes of honey,
And skies a berry blue,
Taken into dance steps,
By the very sound of you,
And with ample fortune -
A smile made of truth,
Sinking teeth into life,
And the meaning now new,
Reach into the ghetto,
Find your way through the street,
Adorn the ancient sunken grotto,
With flinging syllables of dream,
Cast a shadow on the written,
With a single point of view,
Listen wildly to the silence,
Before thinking through.
It takes you away,
With pitter-patter toe-steps,
Like the sound of the rain,
In landscapes of honey,
And skies a berry blue,
Taken into dance steps,
By the very sound of you,
And with ample fortune -
A smile made of truth,
Sinking teeth into life,
And the meaning now new,
Reach into the ghetto,
Find your way through the street,
Adorn the ancient sunken grotto,
With flinging syllables of dream,
Cast a shadow on the written,
With a single point of view,
Listen wildly to the silence,
Before thinking through.
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