fire kiss tree Frankie

now you know
I'm like a lion in the morning
still searching (so much bubble)
summer daisies
inside a Babylon cookie jar
for a same old story
to ease these pains
within the love and unity
where she lay
under a half way tree
as love is my religion (acoustic)
that keeps on growing
in the mystics of yesterday
in the fire kiss
when the sun comes up
it has to be blossoming and blooming
now you know Frankie
this is a one way train
stuck in between
where the love is