Po' Girl - Follow Your Bliss

She's always late for something
He's always less than present
All despite their best intentions
Caught up in another other moment
Follow your bliss that's what he said
Soon enough we'll all be dead
But those stars are still bright though they might have died
Go on shine, shine
She's always going away
He's always having to stay
She's surprise
He is fire that bides
They are loving they are love they are love for awhile...
Smells like winter forced to surrender
Sidewalk grinning crocuses splendor
Suddenly strangers seem familiar
Since a voice down the wire made everything better