Great Buckets Of You

flakebelly

Compositor: Benjamin Keith Murray

Moon full big, great buckets of you
In scoopy great fullbright buckets of you shine like the moonbeam
I can see we've made to part, we've made to part
We've made to be alone

We wade through the evening snow but we're not here, believe me dear
The Christmas Moon is overfull
And the sky light beckons silent freckled lunar landscape
Half peers, half, baked
Preconceptions and misdirections
The green felt shoes you used to use for such evening rambles
I can't stand there and watch you slip
A diamond trip down to the forest of this night time

We wade through the rising gloom
The air that thickens, hair felt quickly
A trigger love, it's hair on a trigger love
On a hair trigger love
We are the trigger love
We wade through the evening gloom
And I pull check, the silence beckons me to be I know