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"