Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on

Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today

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

You’re nineteen You can choose who to be Nineteen Maybe fancy and free Nineteen

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 choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee

Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses

I’d like to see Some more of you But only if You think that’s cool If you would want

I cast the blame on you and her That just might be a bit obscured To tell the tale with honest voice I have to acknowledge my choice

Ev’ryone’s so shiny and bright Double rainbows and laser lights I guess that’s why I’ve come to c… To be the dark side of the moon

I have an idea Of who I’m s’posed to be And that’s the whole reason I’ve never been happy

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

We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

Give me... A campfire, Smokes, And a bottle of rum; I’ll regale you all night long.