Be My Friend

If you, with you, with you

You I light the sky with brush bright

Shake a little now

This candy tree needs a shaking

So bring all your coocoos and clouds

Be my friend,

That word friend and I were on personal terms

Will be a glimmer of friend

Like, like the sequins in my skirts

I friend you while you touch

Three days old

Still whistles in my skin

It's all so soft and lovely

With you

Hey you hey you hey you hey you

With the flying fingers and the scent that lingers

Some music

And then I thought it'd be a happy song

I guess we sang it wrong

Maybe I wrote it wrong

Be my friend,

That word friend and I were on personal terms

Will be a glimmer of friend

Like, like the sequins in my skirts

I friend you while you touch

Three days old

Still whistles in my skin

It's all so soft and lovely

With you

Christened crown now,

With an invitation with an exclamation like golden ages