Butter, Mellow, Even & Yellow

Butter, Mellow, Even & Yellow

Butter, Mellow, Even toned song bird, beak of yellow. Won't you take me by your side and be my fellow? 
Patiently humored sarcastic joker, humble administrationReady to give me some spare spaceto make my own relation, 
Determine the middle paceAnd make it Solid. Flat and Grey. Always a half hearted smile, Always something else to say. 
And to say it, in lazy tones, in voices that drone. 
Long flights in expanding airways, flight patterns take place all dayMake maps out of the sky, in the month of December or may. 
Fly out to outer space. Trek the moon. Take a speeding comet to nebula star dunes
But always flutter back down to earth, a moment never to soon
Never to soon to make great things normal in love. See so clearly the world that lies above...Somewhere just above your nose...
oh oh, sweet song bird, a beak of even yellow. Tell me, will you be my fellow?You answer, Maybe yes. but also maybe no