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Friday, January 1, 2016

Lovey Sunny Days ~ Lyric/Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

I saw the walls awash in music,
smiling faces all around the room it was a buzz,
there I was a part of this mutual vision manifest,
melting in indistinguishable from time,
it was The Big Red Ball.

2015 rolled out as all of us definitely rolled in,
kindred spirits and triumphant survivors celebrating life,
dancing upon canvases awash in SunTiger's work,
blending into the light and energy and sounds,
resiliently conquering another year together in success.

Everywhere were messengers of love dancing about through the air,
you could feel the love as it bathed each of us and lifted spirits high,
its almost as if their was a chemical switch for love that was turned to on,
and a future of brilliant art was bursting this moment coming forth free.

I saw the walls melting awash in music,
smiling faces all around the room it was a buzz,
there I was a part of this mutual vision manifest,
melting in indistinguishable from time,
it was The Big Red Ball.

The theatre, the Embassy, accentuated all of the nights fruit bearing gifts,
as light beamed and cascaded across highways of spacetime fabric,
upon which also soundwaves of brilliantly honed tunes were crafted into life again,
and the theatre asked of which way shall you now build your life?

The trail of smiles never quit from our fields of vision,
We never before felt so little tensions,
a sublime perfect harmony and unison,
music the greatest healer is my forever religion.

I saw music,
smiling faces all around buzz,
I was a part of once a thought a feast manifest,
melting in indistinguishable time,
it was The Big Red Ball.

I said again once there was this talented band of gypsys from Cumberland,
they are named Grand Ole' Ditch and they can help you find your way,
keep following the sounds you hear in your heart,
and always follow it for the rest of you gift of these time we share now days.

I saw waves of tantalizing music,
slow motion faces all around the room it was a buzz,
some people pecking like chickens fast and often and incessantly,
melting in indistinguishable from all nuclear that decays through time,
it was The Big Red Ball.

I saw,
smiling faces,
mutual vision manifest,
melting in time,
TheBigRedBall.

These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.

Awash in music,
all around there was a buzz,
there I was a part of  vision,
indistinguishable from time,
The Big Red Ball.


These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.


These are Lovely Sunny Days,
and the trails they look like rays,
guiding the thoughts of vision forward,
and into what we may next manifest,
out with lies the truth remains and stays.

See you next year friend at the Big Red Ball.