Starlings

Well we watched the starlings fly

Around the burned down pier

And I spilled my coffee on my sleeve



She wiped it with a smile

And told me I was juvenile

And kissed me softly on my cheek



And her hair danced in the breeze

Like a thousand swinging trees

In a forest lying next to stormy seas



Well we watched the wintry sky

Turn a shade of turquoise

I whispered softly, I feel lost



She turned with laughing eyes

And curled her lips towards the sky

And said, get your map out then, you knob



And we laughed like a pair of fools

Like kids, they laugh at school

And we wandered home

Before the day brought dusk