Tapioca Tundra

Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme

Lose themselves in other times

And waiting hopes cast silent spells

That speak in clouded clues

It cannot be a part of me

For now it's part of you

Careful plays on fields

That seems to vanish when they're in between

And softly as I walk away

In freshly tattered shoes

It cannot be a part of me

For now it's part of you

Sunshine, ragtime

Blowing in the breeze

Midnight, looks right

Standing more at ease

Silhouettes and figures stay

Close to what he had to say

And one more time the faded dream

Is saddened by the news

It cannot be a part of me

For now it's part of you

Well, sunshine, ragtime

Blowing in the breeze

Midnight, looks right

Standing more at ease

Sunshine, ragtime

Blowing in the breeze

Midnight, looks right

Standing more at ease

Silhouettes and figures stay

Close to what he had to say

And one more time the faded dream

Is saddened by the news

It cannot be a part of me

For now it's part of you