...Nothing But Alternate Lyrics

I dreamt that the "Poet Laureate of the Long Beach Jetty" revised the lyrics
of the most recent song posted.

I dreamt that Marcel DuTramp stood upon a huge boulder and recited,
rather than sung, the following.

When all your lights
Turn green
And kindness conveys
All that you mean

Dance with the sky
Without wondering why

When every foe
Becomes friend
May this never
Never end

Kiss the hand that smiles
With its secrets in your files

When your every Jack
Becomes your Jill
And wherever you’re at
Is the top of the hill

Dance with the earth
Without questioning its worth

When every word spoken
Is a song to be sung
May you stay
Forever young.

That’s the story of
That’s the glory of
Love.

The next Marcel DuTramp "page" is here
 

Blogger's Notes
Before the boulder and the poet disappeared, Marcel had parting words:

Dreams must always end...But you can always pretend.

The first Marcel DuTramp page is there.