Tuesday Morning
JOSEPH CASTILLO, JOSHUA BLUM, MARK HUTNER, TIMOTHY GRUSE
The swans are arriving
The moon is on the rise
Warm winds are blowing
The bite from winters white lies
The nights smell of blossoms
Making me forget the decay
I swear almost choked me
This Tuesday in May
Show me your nightmares
I'll give your dreams
Nothing is always
A lot more than it seems...