Gobbling up a night time splendour whizzing past your horn rimmed shoes. Upsidedown in sweet surrender downing cords of baby blues. 

Who am I to watch you strumming on the bootstraps of your dreams. Never cold and never coming yet you sprout some crackled themes. 

Moistened bootstraps from the outset strum along I’ve got the blues. All the while swinging sweetly grab a teardrop as you cruise.

Bootstraps bootstraps play a chorus spreading voices as you dream, Crackled themes are going viral jumping cords as downloads stream.

Dezzie 2022

When you are hanging out strumming away on your hammock there are no rules Just a bit of chill.