Off Valley Road, Mt. Eden,
Muddy old moon can’t shine on this melancholic avenue – nowhere for my mind to float.
Snatched back (can’t eat can’t sleep) my head from the blue track nothing to do but answer you some song.
Snow time I’m homesick for true paradise, a change in the ocean or recitable loving.
© Paula Green
Comments Last updated 7 August, 2005
