friendly with you (thyme honey)

speak to me only with your eyes
tell me a story with no surprise ending
where I'm more real than I am wise
and I lost all the stamps for the letter i'm sending to you
make me friendly with you

understanding goes pretty far
and if you haven't got it, I'll settle for whatever you are most of all;
after all, I'm in the stars
and if I can't sound good, I can sparkle 'til you can't really see
and make you friendly with me

humming like a hummingbird,
bleaching like bones
on the sidewalks of our cities,
on the beaches of our summer homes
your silence isn't quite golden yet
but don't turn to midas, cause you'll kill me if you do
and that's not friendly of you

i feed you stories flavored with honey
candied with roses, but you don't get rosy like me.
you feed me apples and flowers and sky
but I need something richer to help me get by
let me hide in your bunker with custards and cakes
wear velvet, drink coffee to keep me awake
let me dance 'til the night disappears
and won't you be the one who's been keeping me here?
I want to be friendly with you.

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song of my own composition. possibly to be recorded with clips of a laughing girl and a morrocan tour guide talking about thyme honey, in harpsichord/hammond organ/bass/brass tones.