In the Meadow

Girl in a Uniform
Grey and White and Crisp, Clean
How Can I Live in Your World
Of Strawberry Flowers
And Colorful Hours
Lovingly I Dust All the Dust On Your Shelf
Kiss the Mirror Clean
Where You Glance At Yourself
I Know What to Do
Maybe a Letter I'll Send
From Underground and Wait to Be Found Out
Lovingly I Press Out the Ink On the Page
Carefully I'd Scent It
In Stock From the Meadow

It Is Dark-- in the Meadow

I Spill It All As I Pour
Red Wine Will Stain-- Remember
There's None For the Little Girl Blue
Who Lives Down the Stairs
And Loves Like the Stars
But I Must Not Forget
That You Are Who You Are