It’s supposed to rain tomorrow the sun shines, so we have today we’ll go on an adventure with one foot forward and two back, look at the pretty shapes in the sky sit down, smile and wonder why I’m afraid to call you even for the simplest of things: a captain, a ship, a sail, a map show us the light, show us the way to the final dawning day- I don’t care what the captain said: I want to hold your hand in mine until we flake away like dust on glass.