-to engage in fanciful daydreaming
by Kensley Stewart
I parked my bike by the orange tree again,
the blackboard caught me daydreaming of men.
Pencils make mountains of heart-shaped flowers,
I'm the trapped princess--I sing from the tower.
Oh the gatherings that transform my mind
I slip when I tremble, how I jump in time.
Indian elephants and curry-specked wind,
African tigers and new monkey friends.
Parisian love, sticky to our fingers;
Roman poppies where old men linger.
But what of beauty found in attic dreams?
What of my world, sewed sweetly without seams?
The fall home is hard, cold, fast with no name.
Woolgatherings of love where you're never the same.
Many many thanks to my family and friends for helping me make my dreams come true :)
released February 14, 2015
Produced and recorded by Jacob Hamilton
Album artwork by Audrey Mae
Electric guitar, harmonica, ukelele, banjo, and vocals by Kensley Stewart
Drums, lead guitar, and bass by Jacob Hamilton
All songs written and recorded by Kensley Stewart
(with the exception of Last Smoke, written by Austin McLauglin and Kensley Stewart)
© Kensley Stewart 2014
all rights reserved