I'm a grouch but no Groucho.
impossible songs & ...............meanings
I missed your meaning
Couldn’t catch your drift
You say things that don’t translate
Don’t fit the answer I heard in my head
Try to gain a grasp, then it all falls away
Searching for meanings in little things you say.
We are all unknowable and raw as red meat
Hard as the white frost and frozen beneath
Click a finger and call me
Wink an eye and I come
Whisper gently and tell me
Tell me snippets and splinters
Tell me pieces and fragments
Let them glisten at your feet
As I put them together
To find the picture is clearing
And the blanket uncovers
What it might be you are meaning.