Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Denison Witmer
Isn't it poetry
Isn't it poetry
Words forces into space
I finally know the way
I follow works most days
Hazel Avenue
If lies are blue
The truth feels grey
Isn't it poetry
Singing a harmony
Singing a harmony
To words that I misplace
Strawberry blond and free
To follow words away
Hazel Avenue
The lines were true
Somehow erased
Isn't it poetry
Isn't it poetry
Turn your leaves towards heaven
Trap your blooms
It's a sign the flood is coming soon
Our eyes filled with water to, back to
I hope someone saves you, saves me too
From all of this poetry
Isn't it poetry
Isn't it poetry
Isn't it poetry
When you think you've had too much
There's still more to come
It all keeps adding up
When you think you've had too much
There's still more to come
Keep your heart full of love