Three Spoons Make Three - Sunny Darlin'

sunny darlin’

why are my lips so dry?
why are my hats in tatters?
it’s why i been watching the sky,
walking, and reciting my letters
why didn’t you ever write?
maybe things will get better

oh my darlin’ my sunny sunny darlin’
you know the secret that i don’t know
oh my darlin’ my sunny sunny darlin’
your happiness could carry me home

i dreamt that nothing did matter
and that i’d never seen your sweet smile
i dreamt of the rain’s pitter-patter
washing over all of washtenaw
i dreamt of the cafe summer clatter
when you weren’t in the face of everyone i saw

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this city used to seem so simple
before you came into my life
in the city i’ve built holy temples
for each sidewalk game, for each humid night
and the city gives me the time ample
to pray in the park to see the light

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