Kill the world softly that speaks, In detail’s creed. Mind you, there are sunflowers, listening To the song of days. The days beneath the sun,
Little bunny goes hop hop hop Groom the dream, my dear The sunrise is arriving Inside, the windows locked And the door is slightly open.
If I had a boxful of marbles, I’d build a tiny axe Then I’d go to the garden and I’d fill the cracks in the
The star in Dan’s pocket woke up one night, when Dan should’ve been sleeping. He was sitting on the edge of a harbor in a
The town of Mystique Vale was a peculiar little place. It was small, no bigger than a village, but had a busy train station. Dan
I walk in these circles These circles that I walk in Made of wool and made of strings Laid out on the ground at my