Babbling Brooks

Babbling brooks and slippery streams
Flying flamingos in the trees
All these things feel like memories
All these days tend to start to bleed
Roaring fields and rolling hills
Jagged peaks and jungle thrills
The sounds that seems to surround me
All just sound like a symphony
So
I've been peddling past a pavilion
Bubbling back towards a blue bird
I've been Slithering south towards the sunshine
Making my mouth move familiar
I've been taking track of the timeframe
Flying fast for a found flame
Hiking hills just to hear her name
Growing grass greets a new face
And I say hey
There's so much to do in this world so
Why wait
There's a million things that don't hurt
So why stay
So why don't we just go
But I know now
There's so many people that need to be found
There's so many opportunities about
So we should make it count

Shining signs and beaming brights
The city comes alive at night
The howling horns and swinging strings
All the pieces start to sing
Neon lights and canvas sky
The craters from the Fourth of July
and the Growing groups and finding friends
These are the days that never end
So

I've been peddling past a pavilion
Bubbling back towards a blue bird
I've been Slithering south towards the sunshine
Making my mouth move familiar
I've been taking track of the timeframe
Flying fast for a found flame
Hiking hills just to hear her name
Growing grass greets a new face
And I say hey
There's so much to do in this world so
Why wait
There's a million things that don't hurt
So why stay
So why don't we just go
But I know now
There's so many people that need to be found
There's so many opportunities about
So we should make it count And I say hey
There's so much to do in this world so
Why wait
There's a million things that don't hurt
So why stay
So why don't we just go
But I know now
There's so many people that need to be found
There's so many opportunities about
So we should make it count