Venus Hum. Big Beautiful Sky. Springtime #2. Zeneszám

From the same place that brings me joy I'm picking poppies from the sky
Lawnmowers! Bees! Daffodils, sunbursts, and moonbeams! Dazzling dandelions!
Pop!Pop!Popping through canvas black! Through stars and back!
Flowers and stars and through!
There is day on the other side
Bright, brighter, brightest light!
Aaahh!
Have you ever seen helicopters spinning, whirling-velociraptors for Trevan, the boy with a voice-sweet whistle of a swallow, a songbird's sigh
Bracelet and a rubber band-one man band-I made my own guitar
Sounds from under the chair-she's over there-silly singer you get out here
Make music with the rest of the class
Aaahh!
Today my features speak for me
No tones, no words, not a peep
Just a smile and bright eyes
So lovely to make a sound, hear them growing from the ground
Unbelievable to open my mouth, feel a river rushing out
Aaahh!
I jump right in, take a swim, I wash my skin
I'm glowing from within!
Joy! Honour! Daughter of a Heavenly Father!
Aaahh!
Today my features speak for me
No tones, no words, not a peep
I want to hug you and kiss you on the cheek!
So much love flowing out of me!
Aaahh!