Come and lend your voice:
Which man are you thinking of?
Who makes your heart rejoice?
Said the voter to the pollster:
Neither do I love.
I'm thinking that I need a choice
for none of the above.
Wet asphalt under cloudy skies Reflecting the glowing yellow-white eyes Of cars responsibly creeping To work when they’d rather be sleeping.
A scene is something that's seen. So, based upon what they mean, I thought they were related - But they're not, and I'm feeling deflated!
Jupiter’s line of moons, Saturn’s shining ring, Luna’s dusty craters - These are spectacular things, All brought here tonight To my own wondering…