Swing song...

Ezra Stoller

Triple Mike

Tested by city flavors

And enjoying the taste

Elusive salty sweet

Today I sat on a swing, and I moved

Up and down

Holding freedom

One moment surrounded in purity

So much going on

Im doing work.

I sat on a swing at lunch today

People with their sandwiches in hand

Meeting an outside land

And key ring cards to building entrances

I called out to the tree 

Noticed the branch before me

Told me to keep my eyes closed in light

Lean back feel uneasy flight

Follow blind sight and swing up to you

My hair is long

Flinging in a swing song

Dipping into bright tunes warming cold soul

You know we've been on

Nothing needs to stop.

Times have changed

Time moved on

And we hold on

And we had joy

Oh boy we had joy

So much gone going

Sleeping is closer to today

Sleeping real

And real in sleep

Knee deep in bleak

And everything feels so far

And the past undone

Dirty game

Time to hold back change

The universe moves in waves