Azure Demure

Azure demure All the ideas that you’ve wrote down before Have been thought about a thousand times or more I sit on the train and it’s late After the money has fell through the floor It seems there are only boards and a door It’s lazy to think that and wait Potential and reason becomes your allure I’m sure that I have talked to you encore Thank God the weather does dissipate The cat took a mouse from the field I’m sure And it’s playing with it although the mouse is dead what a bore The carnival comes to town or is it fate