Swing Lower - Trance To The Sun

Swing over my great silver chair

You won’t get lost there

In moments of contemplation

Where else can you go?

And who will be there?

Two blocks from here

There’s a café that’s blue

You’ll tell me your stories

I know they’re all true

Cuz if no one wants to know

Then no one wants to care

When no one wants to go much of anywhere