I met a man he said
Write about the birds
Write about the flowers
Write about the green grass
The green grass and blue sky
Under the pale moonlight
I can see the blue sky
I told him no
Don't shove words in mouth
Cause the skies are open
And the grass is blowing
And the flowers are smiling
But everyone already sees that
I met a woman she said
Write about love
Write about happy things
Dont write about the overcast the dead grass
The dead grass and disease
Above the overcast
There's a bright blue sky
I told him no
Don't shove words in mouth
Cause the skies are open
And the grass is blowing
And the flowers are smiling
But everyone already sees that
That bright blue sky