When All Things Are Well
Dani Lee Pearce
When all things are well
When my desert lies still
With no turbulence
When I can hear noises
The quietness makes
No verbal feed
Fair pace of breathing
Fair level of tender
Fair case of being alone
In your weather
Fair chance I'm lost in a calypso record
You play all night
When all things are well
All things are hell for whom that lives up there
Well for goodness sake
What good layer of what bad cake
Do you think we’ve recovered from
Fair price for that many years of neglect
White rice in honey for a new kind of project
It's nice
Your nice
So nice
You’ve got
A voice
For
Eons