Interlude: Strawberry Skin

Summer buzz, peach fuzz Soft sheets at ten Clear nights, city heights I am born again Dragon flies and crowded braais I'm quiet now and then You ask why, I reply The water prunes my skin Salty air, juicy pear Mixed berry blend Daisy path, fresh bath, You leave drawings by my bed You read a story of his glory, I cry at the end You ask why, I reply Cause the water prunes my skin