For Tina Dico

Tina
I wanted to talk to you
About nice chairs and things to eat
Then
I wanted to talk to you
About what a young woman likes to feel
But
First I wanted to say
You are Zero Seven And They are You

Confucius say
The point of the journey is not to arrive
But he never heard you sing
Your words and their sound
For me are the beginning and ending
A way to the dark blue night
between the stars
A way to get my feet back on the ground.


Can you hear warm sound
of a million people singing along?
Take them home


Tina
There are a million ways to laugh
All a different path
When you're not with them they are gone
Its the singer not the song
That makes it move along
I want you to
Join Zero Seven
When You Can

I don't care if you don't trust me
when I say you look
seventeen
I'm only saying
you have your thing and thats ok
you call it almost alone
and detour
and a beginning

in the waiting line