across the days like a lazy breeze
directing the season to cease
very red frosting out that piece of cake
if the temperature was perfect it would
stay exactly like this but
extract the time to stay focussed once again
find the motivation to make the plans work
only i can translate my dreams to completion
like a harvest that has already been sold
letting the moon decide where to go tonight
on the wings of the wind rides our motivation
while a destination
is busy choosing us this time
none of the hours are ordinary anymore
got to work real hard in order to
stay inside that vacation brain state
