We they fly bugs
We fly flew bugs
If you were with me when I realized
That time's expanse would never finalize
The itch that split in two
Would you have warmed anew
My tingling tongue will not extemporize
The pulse of pests we want to anthemize
I will retire in two
We will expire a new
(Eric Froom)
My love says sing to me a song you knew
When you were young and thought the world was true
I want to follow you
I want to follow you
She takes my hand and asks again for song
And I am thrilling to this evening long
And then the bugs grow strong
And it has all gone wrong
(Scott Renschler)