[alert_box type=”info”]Originally appeared on Strictly Personal[/alert_box] We’re all brothers of tomorrow (we won’t have to talk) we won’t need to talk We won’t need to walk on tomorrow Rush comes the love shapes to share shapes Love love love on tomorrow baby spring son yellow wings red skies showing on Lively ivy growing on tomorrow Wish your way around hair stingin’ to the ground Silver streams all our dreams cleansed free of sorrow Love love love love love love Lush skies above shapes to share shapes Peace escapes to play away today tomorrow Mothers graze on grasslands Grazin’ woman stands on today’s shiftin sands grazinRead More →