THE EYES ARE WINDOWS TO THE SOUL.
ONCE UPON A TIME, A PRETTY DOG NAMED CHAPS MET A HANDSOME CAT NAMED OLLIE. AND THEY FELL IN LOVE. THIS IS THEIR STORY.
CHAPS & OLLIE
“PEOPLE ARE MEANT TO GO THROUGH LIFE TWO BY TWO. A’INT NATURAL TO BE LONESOME.”
— “OUR TOWN,” THORNTON WILDER
FAIR OLIVER, I’LL BE THINE JOAN OF BARK.
WHAT SAY YOU OF RETURNING TO DOMREMY.
I’LL FOLLOW YOU INTO THE PARK // THROUGH THE JUNGLE, THROUGH THE DARK // GIRL, I’VE NEVER LOVED ONE LIKE YOU // MOATS & BOATS & WATERFALLS // ALLEYWAYS AND PAY PHONE CALLS // I’VE BEEN EVERYWHERE WITH YOU. // WE LAUGH UNTIL WE THINK WE’LL DIE // BAREFOOT ON A SUMMER NIGHT // NOTHIN’ NEW IS SWEETER THAN WITH YOU // AND IN THE STREETS WE’RE RUNNING // FREE LIKE IT’S ONLY YOU AND ME // GEE, YOU’RE SOMETHIN’ TO SEE // HOME, LET ME COME HOME // HOME IS WHEREVER I’M WITH YOU.
IT’S JUST, LIKE, I LIKE HOW YOU GOT THAT WIND BLOWN LOOK.
IN MY WEAKEST MOMENTS I ENVY YOU.
BUT THEN I REMEMBER YOU MY BOO AND I AM NOT ENVIOUS ANYMORE.
NAY! HOW SWEET ARE OUR REUNIONS!
PERHAPS EVEN SWEETER TO THE JEALOUS EYE.
HOW ENDLESS ARE THE LONESOME NIGHTS, THE NIGHTS WE SPEND APART. O, TO REST IN THE TORMENT OF SOLITUDE.
