Peaches and Honey

I've been chasing this world

Not knowing

Where the sunshine is going

When it's going down

I've been chasing these dreams

Not knowing 

Always going around

A cinnamon smile 

On a rainbow 

near a dry western road

A peach tree near the garden of fables

A honey stained kiss

And a dream laid away and stowed

And the cloud sings a song

For the Angel wings she tries on

She flies on

When the picture is flawed to perfection

And no more saints to air moral objections

And his soul grows unfazed in the face of rejection 

And the rising and setting sun find connection

We will know

The cinnamon kiss

That we missed 

Peaches and honey smiles

At the end of a rainbow

And the clouds sing a song

For the wings she tries on

She flies on...