Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It’s easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred…

- Bob Dylan “It’s Alright Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)

Sprinkles, Dan Saelinger

Lovin’ Spoonful 

i’m leaving on a jet plane

don’t know when i’ll be back again

totem of crayola rainbow

i’m leaving on a jet plane

don’t know when i’ll be back again

Play me like a fiddle

Your Personal Rainbow

Oh very young
what will you leave us this time
you’re only dancing on this earty
for a short while
and though your dreams may toss
and turn you now
they will vanish away
like your daddy’s best jeans
denim blue fading up to the sky
and though you want him to last
forever you know he never will
(you know he never will)
and the patches
make the goodbye harder still

she’s a rainbow