Picnic Day

Jonathan:
It was a picnic day in the sun
New kind of family
Though I don't
Know everyone
Hear some good news
From Mrs. Stone and Mrs. Stylist
Watch some now play their guitars
Try to conjure up the old mist

Picnic day...

Jonathan (thinking):
Last summer...

Jonathan:
It was a picnic day in the sun
New kind of laughter
That I felt
From everyone
Grab some good food
And with the Watcher and the Eldest
Watch them now spin awkward tales
Like it's some sort of hard test

Picnic day...

Jonathan (thinking):
Last summer...

Jonathan:
It was a picnic day in the sun
New kind of person
Though I had
Seen everyone
Hear some new voice across the way
And then our eyes meet
Watch her now stare frozen moment
And hide it ever happened

Jonathan (thinking):
But it happened...
(I think)

Who is Xi?
Who is Shi?

Cambric Child, child of light
On the green, green by sight
Will she too be that way
On later days

Eldest he, thinks of me
That I can't, can't be here
Will he too be that way
On later days

Jonathan:
What will it take?
To communicate

Jonathan (thinking):
Last summer...