It's a good life...

when the colour of the night
and all the smoke in one life
gives way to shaky movements,
improvisational skills
in the forest of whispering speakers
let’s swear that we will
get with the times,
in a current health to stay
let’s get friendship right
get life day-to-day
in the forget-yer-skates dream
full of countervailing woes
In diverse-as-ever scenes
proceeding on a need-to-know
in a face so full of meaning
as to almost make it glow

0’ for a good life, we just might have to weaken

and find somewhere to go...

find somewhere to grow