Restaurant by Dynamilla

Once, a summer’s night ago;
in this age so tender and crazy
a light turned to green, the road no longer hazy
Please bring me!
‘cause I am just a piece of should
washing my mouth now to taste it:
the bitter, the salty and sweet
you and me!

What would Janeway say?
I feel several quadrants away,
this has been too far to roam,
just let me come home.

let me live in the shade of you
please let me live in your shadow
pull me down pull me close
I sing, you compose

‘cause I can be your rocknroll queen,
caught on your sleeves, can you feel it?
space can’t diminish what love hasn’t finished
The sands of time are emerald green.

Hold me down
and tell me
you’re proud of me
spit in my mouth
cause I need it
cradle and peg me
cause life’s just a minute
just let me come home

• Pop
• consociatio'n'roll
• garage
• physics notebook
• rock'n'roll
• sodapop
• Oslo