Blueberries from SOCKS by The Bicycats

BLUEBERRIES

I can see it
I can see it now
The manifestation of all I hold dear
In one special place
It's all there before me
Like an Indian buffet
I can take what I want...
And then stuff my face

Everyone's loving
Everyone's smiling
Wearing their Sunday best
On a Monday afternoon

We've got the ocean within walking distance
And sandcastles of all different shapes
And we've got cheese imported from the Greek islands    
And blueberries the size of grapes

And in my vision
I am not alone
Surrounded by sunshine and flowers and rainbows 
And people I know
It's all there before me
Like a bakery display case
You bring the flavor
And I'll bring the dough 

Everyone's loving
Everyone's smiling    
Breaking bread, pouring wine
With kids at the table

Because we've got music on every street corner
And windows with velveteen drapes
And we've got cheese imported from the Greek islands   
And blueberries the size of grapes

What is hardship?
I don't know it now
The gestures of kindness and beautiful laughter
Are all that remain
It's all there before me
Like an open wide prairie
My love can keep moving
Like a runaway train

Everyone's loving
Everyone's smiling
A golden hour paradise
And cupcakes all around

Because a lifetime can only be as perfect
As a mortal descended from apes
But we've got cheese imported from the Greek islands    
And blueberries the size of grapes

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