How do you reckon Your yearn for freedom With other’s feelings?
Powdered salt snowflakes Dusted on stubborn dead leaves Life’s perfect white noise
I give you an inch You try for a mile I’m glad I spoke up And still made you smile
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
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 hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor
I like to walk the razor’s edge I need to tiptoe through minefield… Don’t worry I’m a Libra If I have nothing else
If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths
Don’t give me your heart I can’t bear that pain Being lonely hurts less Than giving you my name
Maybe you could teach me how To tighten up my shit And maybe I could show you how To loosen up a bit Maybe we could be the spark
I need to get him out So he feels the treat Of an empty bladder Grass beneath his feet
My daughter said the other day I’m glad my father ran away So we could find relationship Without my mother ruining it
I am a primal beast, at best That needs to smell your sweet ess… It’s not enough when you’re outsid… I need your stank within my life
Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses
Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love