sing-songish

there is always a time and a place
to watch music dance across your face
in this living dilemma of time
we each settle for lemon not lime

as we try to conceive every way
to keep shadows from stealing our day
with the moon cutting over the sky
we're an ocean away from goodbye

and the tide settles back to be kind
leaving nothing but dreams in our mind
whether morning at noon or at night
a spell cast which can make it alright