What can you do?


What can you do?

Make your fingers grow even?

Mould your head most lovely?

Let your words visible?

Or your fate much florid!

Maybe you think you’re wild, weird or wide

Take my life and make it

Build my liver blood stained

let my heart shiver, then I quiver

filter the seas and make salt-free

why don’t you quieten sea tide, and

make stagnant waters flow over bank

The mountains let them skip

The rainfall sing, sunshine shed tears

Why not paint me with the moon,

And tie me round with the wind?

The blue sky, the day, and the night?

Think ‘bout all these

You know WHAT?