There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo

I’m in the darkness You can’t intervene It’s just what I need For light to shine clean

Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…

I know we have a special bond Because we can’t help get along Find pleasure in the naughty songs And all the rights within our wron…

Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

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 need to get him out So he feels the treat Of an empty bladder Grass beneath his feet

I’m not sure how I’ve come this f… From sinking pit to shooting star. Could it be when I loved my scars… Or when I chose to be this bard? Maybe, it happened, as a lark.

My daughter said the other day I’m glad my father ran away So we could find relationship Without my mother ruining it

It’s really hard to get inside My inner circle, past my spies But if you think it’s worth a try You just might find a paradise

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates