Like mist or a daydream, made of substance
can you feel it?
Buildings brown (of in a gray downtown)
in the twilight
can you see it?
Photographs,
Typographs
in the papers did you read it?
Stop and blink
just what words you think,
In the meantime does it matter much at all?
Denmark came and Denmark marked my soul
Denmark came and Denmark marked my?
verse 2
Songs for a real crowd in a cafe
full of listeners
Know your tongue
and they know your man
in the crowd now did you see her?
Airplanes,
window panes
misting of the viewpoint
Stop and blink
as I pause to think, I wonder would I miss her much at all?
Denmark came and Denmark marked my soul
Denmark came and Denmark marked my soul
verse 3
Muse for damp heart
in a country living softly
Countless walks on a timeless way
in a body filled with coffee
Poetry,
irony
of the moment
can you hear it?
Stop and blink
as I stop to think,
I wonder will I miss this much at all?
Denmark came and Denmark marked my soul
Denmark came and Denmark marked my ?