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I've used the name Gunshy for various ideas.
While strumming around with my Gibson and working on a pensive little number, I had a series of vague images and thoughts describes by these words.
They don't exactly flow like most lyrics, but with the song they seem to fit well.
Content Type: Lyrics
Content Created: January 2005
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Spread a little pixie dust on my wings
And glide through the early spring air
Across the mirrored pond's slumber
Alit upon a sunflower
Whose damp fragrance palpably sings
Naively exclaim in wings beating
Glide to earth, dance to her umber
Spin magic with childlike power
Collapse against a flower stalk
Exhilaration and painted smile
Sunlight instructs in hazy blades
To be mirthful and fancy-free
Then silence begets friendly talk
And pixie dust reveals the wile
The flowerbed where I did play
Barren umber to this pixie
Soiled tracks and vague recollection
Escape responsibility
A golden shadow clouds hindsight
Echos of verse I'd merrily sing
Behold a fairy demonstration
Try to hide animosity
Now I recall my recent flight
A soft ache where I once held wings