The Daisy

The lights, the sights
The internal fights
Of memories rushing
Moving to the surface
To enter your brain
And flow down
To the bottom
A gateway, so go...

The people, the charity
crazy, crazy, crazy
My memory is hazy
My body feels so lazy
But I picked the daisy
And flipped up
The switch to go
Dance sonny dance...

The friends, the family
The peace, so calmly
While the dream goes
Blinking slow yet fast
Present is past, so real
Vivid, trailing
Oh, the feeling
Pick the daisy I did...