Chamomile

In the haze of the morning

I was thinking of you

In lacks-a-daisy colors

The pastels took their cue from you

And when you’d hold me up in limelight

As airliners screeched by

It was the best times of my life

Sad to see them all die

You’re a sucker

I’ve a sweet tooth

Finding candy in you

Leading to a belly ache

Rotten all the way through from you

And when I’d hold me up in lamplight

As ceiling fans go by

It was the best times of my life

Sad to see them all die

Come on now dark shades

Come on now blue

Raving in herds now

Coming in grooves

A tongue full of regards

Of best and of true

May the luck fall where you lye

In sapphire shoes

But I’ll think on the lamplight

In reverence soon

Like honey in the Chamomile

I’ll lick off that spoon

Yes I’ll think on the lamplight

In reverence soon

Like honey in the Chamomile

I’ll devour that spoon

La da