Her Space Holiday My Crooked Crown
Hey lonely girl
Living in your spinning world
Can you hear me
Singing out so clearly
I know my voice is small
Chances are it can’t go that far
But I’ve got a feeling
You can sense these six strings ringing
They’re calling out your name
Telling you it’s going to be OK
Just keep on walking
Towards that sweet sweet sunshine
It’s gonna dry your tears
And after moving for twenty-eight years
You’re getting closer
To the life you’ve always wanted
Anyway I’m doing fine
I’ve been a busy bee
Been writing on the side
I’ve got this one tale
That I would love for you to read
In chapter two
The reader’s introduced to a girl like you
She lives way up in a tree
Next to a king sorta like me
Every morning when he hears her coo
He climbs out to his roof
With a cup of honey
And a smile full of shyness
He’s got it in his head
If he’s patient than the branch will stretch
And she’ll come hopping down
Right onto his crooked crown
When he lowers her to his eye
They breathe each other’s air until their lungs get tired
It creates a melody
That gently kisses everything
And when the chorus passed
They both take a bow and all the animals clap
She stretches out her wings
And says I’ll see you next spring
I’m not too sure about the end
They may get married or just stay friends
But whatever happens
He’s just happy she found him
Sorry birdie gotta cut this short
I think she wants to play
She’s scratching at my door
Just now we miss ya
Signed XOXO, Panda
