Ode to Mark White

She said, "There's a soirée down by the river I'll give you a kiss for a penny bouquet" I said, "Only fools think they're invincible" She said, "Call me a fool then just 'cause I'm happy today" And she sat at my desk, she was clackety-clack-clacking I don't believe I'd ever heard it once play The night that she jets, I found a letter At the top, she had carefully written my name It said, "Always be writing, always be singing Always be sipping that [? 1:48] Always be painting, always be dancing Always bе making something we love" I lеft my old bike down in the village I can't really ride it anymore anyway So I hiked to the river in my finest jumper I'd give my left leg for a penny bouquet Stand like a rocket Touch with your talons Fade to blue [? 3:10 Every moment] up above Laugh without justice Eat with your mouth full I stand there making Something you love The dancehall was dark, no colors in the carpark Only balloons and paper streamers remained Her face faced the river, I took off my cap See, I saved the last dance for the girl with the penny bouquet We said, "Always be faithful, always be thankful Always be tuned to a station to sing Always be yearning, always be learning Always be ready to jump in the moon Always be something that you're a part of Always be making something you love"