cognitions

In milk flowers and splendor, a round sky fire burns, While Sweet Baby Jesus rocks his ghost-manger in the sky I am all sad and wondering why It's such a beautiful day but only want to cry The Christ child rocks n' rolls, Apollo's light will never return Before the cows come home and this day adjourns Oh sweet Efron let me be The Lucky One, pollinate my sticky saffron under the blazing sun So we may unite and live forever more