Lamb

Litle lamb who maybe
Does don’t know who maybe
Cave life and baby feet
By the streaming a old name
Cave clothing soft’s clothing
Really bright gave sage
Attending for is
Making old veils for choice
The enduring cloud of the yellow fog
And hinkling duck shelter
Beyond the might Is god’s light In the sky above
Don’t ask you made is my love
Don’t ask you made all is my love

Little lamb who maybe
Does don’t know who maybe
Cave life and baby feet
By the streaming a old name
By the white like light house
Standing god and pattern
And thanks of even now
Cause spice steep pole
Really and power lines
Cause tearing bolts in the sky
Don’t ask you made is my love
Don’t ask you made all is my love