A voice came from heaven
It was not unwelcome
Not especially cold or confusing:
"Rest your sleepy little head in the garden
Evermore make beautiful music"
In the beginning we gained from our toiling
Optimistically we planted
Dazzled by the sound of the tambourine raindrops
'Til we were forested 'round by them saplings
In the beginning we were madly in love
Madly in love with the madliest madness!
I thought of you as a spout of good fortune
Useless but sold as a remedy for boredom
Do you recall how the wind itself was witness
When you finally broke down and cried in the forest?
Oh, that sound can be awfully frightening
Weeping like lightning
Oh, my friend
Look at me
I told you I would never let these thoughts choke ya
I will console you with beautiful music
You still care for music, don't ya?
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