Though it's been long
so so long and
so so
in its being
I'm still watching out
for your call sign
on the civil band radio
because I am
flying kites
in a tropical storm and
what good is bottled lightning
with no one to
show and tell.
Four one one two two
and I like it.
I like it.
Sixty nine one oh one
and five zero one two.
Tell me, tell me
everywhere you've been
because I am tuned
to the called signs
of a world ending
planet spanning
star light dragon.
