To My Green Ghost…
Ok… so, maybe, sometimes, I send indirect little hints your way. I’m multi-valent that way… it always means more than one thing! So, as a small token to that raging EGO of yours…;) This is for you. No hidden agenda. Of course you know what this means??? Yep, that’s right… you have to stop lurking and at least comment.
Look at earth from outer space
Everyone must find a place
Give me time and give me space
Give me real, don’t give me fake
Give me strength, reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Give me time, give us a kiss
Tell me your own politik
Open up your eyes
Just open up your eyes
Give me one, cause one is best
In confusion, confidence
Give me peace of mind and trust
Don’t forget the rest of us
Give me strength, reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Wounds that heal and cracks that fix
Tell me your own politik
Open up your eyes
Just open up your eyes
And give me love over, love over, love over this, ahhh
Coldplay
