I’m not sure how this all goes dow… I’m not sure how it works The only thing I know for sure We love each other’s quirks The things we thought would drive…

Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra

I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.

Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen

We chose a path Not like the rest It took a strength That can’t be matched But since we have

I’ve lived, died, born, thrived So many times I’ve lost count So it stands to reason Our divine evolution Is the only thing that I care abo…

Wish I was a shepherd With a flock of sheep Sitting on a hillside Grass beneath my feet Watching over loved ones

Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded

I crave the things I like And not the ones I don’t If that makes me an addict, then Apologize I won’t

Ain’t no mountain high Ain’t no valley nigh When you’re in my sights

I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown

Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize

I see a bee pollinate a flower I see a girl dance to her favorite… I see two men swing and dissolve I see a wolf thin a herd I see You, being You, just to be…

Ev’rything about my life Tells me that you’re poison If you’ve ever heard of me You know I don’t listen

I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song