So rich here.  I'm picking apart all of the different references. It's like a delicious musical puzzle.

Wave. Form. Tilt. (Album)

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I'm tired & I'm broken. 
It's late, & I haven't spoken to anyone today. I'm alone.
The white noise surrounds me
Then the sound starts to drowned me away, into a dream.

There she is from the past.
Standing quietly in the grass.
She is waiting for me. Finally. Inside of my dream.

So warm & serene.
So clear & so clean.
Left alone & carefree.
We melted so sweet.
Slow motion potion of citrus & mint that is twisted & swirled in cream.
Touch my tongue to my teeth 3 times while I sleep.
Melted in velvet, her name spills a spell dipped in mint chocolate calligraphy.

I wanna hold your hand & walk in the grass again.
I wanna dream it again, & again, & again.

We were sharing the most vibrant silent treatment,
In the magic hour, before the twilight finally creeps in.
We were blurring lines. We were undefined.
We were kinda like the sand next to the sea,
Kinda like the fog rolls through the trees, 
kinda like a single entity, we were tingling, intermingling, strolling silently.
Adoring the quartered peach first fallen leaves.
Clovers quartered in the grass under our feet.
I was a quarter of you. You were a quarter of me.
Sharing a shoulder, floating under the trees.
The light was reflecting flecks of emerald every time you'd look at me,
Illuminating the branches, & your eyelashes, the most attractive golden-green.
In the patches of shadow she got colder.
She held closer to my shoulder.
Our hands were young, but our souls were older.
Without a word, I finally told her.
In the patches of sun we'd stop & stare, soaking in ethereal, opaque air.
Time was gone so we could just sleepwalk through the lawn.
Strawberry-amber light was shining.
Our hands were interlocked, our hair was intertwining, melted together, combining. We couldn't stop smiling.
Time erases, & reverses, to the brunette made of cursive, with the smoothest, softest surface. (wawali palupalu pi'o)
Her grace is easy, her laugh so free, the corner of her lip can lift to tease me, break me into pieces. The picture freezes.
I throw my head back, stare at the ceiling, remembering the feeling, I'm still reeling. Now I'm awake, but I'm still.. Inside of my dream.

So pure & pristine.
Faint footprints encoded in green.
Ghosts erode (haunting my dreams)but remain at the scene.
Butterflies hide in the willow tree. Suspended in splendor, sunset in September is rendered in sepia scenes.
Hold my hand while I sleep. So pure & endearingly, Autumn is steering the Indian summer to sleep.
Go back to sleep, hold that golden soul.
I wanna hold your hand & walk in the grass again.
I wanna dream it again, & again, & again.
Floating in the old light, sleep tight, hold that golden soul.
(lets walk)

I left you alone, but I set you apart. 
I watched you go, but I hung on with my heart.
I don't even know you, 2 decades apart.
Still the most beautiful ghost in the bottom of my heart.
I feel like I finally needed to tell you, 
once, & for always, the haunting sweet spell that you 
cast in the glow of the bittersweet past 
returned in my dreams & continues to last
past the people & seasons, they come & they go.
You play a permanent role, & you didn't even know it.
I learn as I grow that I'll never outgrow it.
It gets sweeter with time. Wine left on the vine.
Unfold the note cloaked in band-aids (rewind the time in my mind)to peel back the past
A kiss on the cheek, playing capture the flag.
I had to let go, though you're one of a kind. 
You're the brunette in cursive ever etched my mind.
I left you alone, but I set you apart, you're the most beautiful ghost in the bottom of my heart.
I had to let go, though you're one of a kind. 
You're the brunette in cursive forever etched my mind.
If I close my eyes I can rewind the time (Michigan crisp Autumn air)to the homecoming dance, or the haunted hayride.
You're the brunette in cursive in the Michigan crisp Autumn air.
(Medley)

I'm Wired & I'm floating
With a smile in slow motion, glowing potion, the old glass firefly jar is open
& I'm alone.

Brunette In Cursive

There's diamonds in the Earth, but when they're exposed, they're imposed upon.
There used to be rubies in a band that ran underground, now the sample can be found bound in a jar. 
                                 
Well, I tried to hesitate, but they had a time & a date, they're gonna detonate, it's gonna be too late too soon.
There's amber in her bones, but as soon as she glows the mosquitoes needle her for the marrow.
There's emeralds in my veins, but as soon as they see it they stick it to me with the I.V.

But I wanted you to have it, I wanted you to clasp it, & I wanted you to grasp every single facet. I tipped over the hourglass, & it slipped through your ears.
I wanted to keep it pure, but it got clouded, "EXTRA EXTRA, READ ALL ABOUT IT!!!"
The paperboy shouted, while he shrouded his secrets from you.
If the amber & the emerald were ever to fuse (ever to fuse, hidden from view)they'd be able to create a brand new blue......

Eve bit the opal & it soiled the seeds. 
Eavesdrop & listen till it glistens into something you see.
Breakdown the nerves of the Earth running under your feet.
Is it a noose, or a necklace, or a trampoline?
Gravity stands on me, scar the land with a cavity.
Insanity planted in the granite has me down on my hands & knees .
Sapphires burn the roots of the opal trees.
Reveal the pearl is the peel, but the sand is the seed.

Time is money, honey...
So they set the explosion, then the fusion & erosion are undermined.

They gotta magnify your weakness, break you into pieces, sell you individually, pocket the fee & go home.
Cut you into shape, polish up your faults, gonna lock you in a bank, gonna lock you in a vault, gonna set you in the middle of the ring, baby, they'll never let you out.  

So, what's the final cost, to put em' in a museum, pay to see em', get an idea of what we lost?

There used to be diamonds in the Earth.

Soiled

Unusual (2004)

Square One (2008)

Sheepdog incl AA

Frankie Says (2002)

Girl From The North Country (2005)

Alexis (2003)

Let It Be (2008)

I Will (2006)

The Honeybee (2007)

Original albums/singles DL available at https://donnieknapp.bandcamp.com/
Click link below to check out some live solo songs on youtube.  
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSG9axnr6OrtBQp8on_pTsQ

Brunette In Cursive

Donnie Knapp

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