in the kingdom of trees

there’s a leaf dancing on its tip in the breeze
i float through the river and the river floats with me
the water’s smooth and it’s warm in the summer rain
from the storm building up over the dust
and the kingdom of trees

the day after valentine’s, this letter of love i send
a new era of notes, for trust in the eyes of a friend
i’m a lover of people, enjoying the summer shade -
a dedication to france
at home on this beautiful bend

if i’m writing this will i miss you
in this dream as you walk by
not to see the sunshine kiss you
as i stare at this white sky

thunder drums on heaven’s skin
as a down-pour does begin
sun-showers, the river glistens
as radiance dims in rain
and radiates and dims
and radiates and dims again
through the kingdom of trees

there’s a leaf dancing on its tip in the breeze
along olympic way where it’s thirty nine degrees
by ghost german lots, the road seems to never end
with its gravel shoulders, and the dust
through the kingdom of trees...



to see my friend, she knows me, she knows my eyes
a conversation at dusk as mountains appear to rise
what moves me is the time she spends and understands
all my emotions from hers
and the logic love defies

as i’m writing this i look up
pure chance as you walk by
i see the sunshine kiss you
half naked truth ‘fore my eyes

sunset bathes heaven’s skin
as wonder’s journey does begin

there’s a leaf dancing on its tip in the breeze
in this kingdom of trees, it’s me