To the after go To the later show Find a further on and on and on you'll search the snow In the after shine Shylight's yours and mine Glitter gives its time and finally becomes the fine At the after fall Waltzing at the ball We'll dress our daring doll and fall in for our curtain call To the after go Where we'll long last know Here we land and crow allegro in our audio Want to rest a while Miled my last hard smile Need to know if there's a stop to all this starting trial Where'd the after go It was here I know Saw it showing me my place to face the last ten rows Searcher souls seek out the snappy ending Pacing prayers for the rest that's pending Back to order when there's no one to give the order Only we can camp here for a style and build it while We are looking For what's after Places found and glossed Homebound lines are crossed The dross of being lost is tossed upon the powder moss Keep on leaping on Steeping each pale dawn Brewing bliss by making lists of what I had to pawn After's all I know Now is tomorrow The future's apropos of plateau shadows to outgrow Still for waiting still Waiting to be still These silver stalactites greeting growls to me Then I feel your brush In the purple cave waving after waves you gave To me They'll keep me flowing in my knowing We can flourish out of rocks Planting while I walk Dancing after shock Build a new world on the asphalt where the fields will flock Normal's over now We can thrive somehow Giving up our ever after happy after vows When the smoke won't clear You should know I'm here Loving you and all for after ever thousand years Beauty will be found Sad souls sing that sound Turning nocturnes into preludes that can now resound In the new hello In the after show We'll hold each other after After we'll begin to glow

Walk through the garden with me Heavenly feeling and I am Bounty and bushy bright eyed Move through the star eyed water with me With me Grace given Grace beholden to my heart From your heart Move through the field lightly Tall grasses waving as we walk Ne'er to part I know you're with me With me Breath of the painter in the art Ne'er to part Here I abound From this rich and fertile ground Like a spring of water bursting in the light In my life Here is life Here am I Here I am Here am I

Whatever happened to the bookstore Why did they ever shut the door People don't want to read anymore Or was it that way before Now I only check the headline As if there was a deadline To know the least of anything I need to quiet down and think Whatever happened to the bookstore Is this the new way to be I'm always looking at my TV phone And I forgot how to see Now I cannot shoot the messenger Because the message isn't real It's just a picture on my TV phone I'll never know how it feels You've got to Lift your head up lift your head up lift your head up lift your head up now You've got to Lift your head up lift your head up lift your head up lift your head up now You think you're social when you're all alone Whatever happened to humanity Type the missive to your TV phone Is it society or batteries You've got to Lift your head up lift your head up lift your head up lift your head up now You've got to Lift your head up lift your head up lift your head up lift your head up now Whatever happened to my singing soul How did we ever lose the poetry I'm gonna blow up all the TV phones And you can find me at the library