Angel Food

If the mattress was a table top

And the bed sheet was a page

We'd be written out

Like a couple of question marks

My convex to your concave

And we'd be lying here

At the end of a sentence

And asks, are you ready now?

Are you gonna glow in the dark?

Are you gonna show me how?



Do you like to watch when water misbehaves?

Do you like waves?

As the wind shifts

And shifts again

The sail smiles

And gently slaps around the mast

Ballast

Ballast

Ballast



When you come to me

Come to me with cake

In your pocket

Come to me nicely

With that soft kinda cake

That's mostly icing

Come to me ready and rude

Bring me angel food

Angel food




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