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

My baby’s got Curly red hair Shimmering eyes Freckles to spare Likes to play games

Not growing, dying That’s just simple facts Take a look at plants Nature’s info packs

Sittin’ in a patio chair Breathin’ in the cool night air Listening to the breeze Rustling leaves in trees I’m being the love of life

There’s one thing I’ve never had in my life And I feel I’d regret Not tasting the spice It’s lean, it’s mean

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…

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

I write poetry Put my heart into it ‘Cause there just might be Someone that gives a shit

Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works

It feels like I’ve created a life Centered around mostly sacrifice And I don’t want to be your Jesus… So I’ll be the Devil Bass line to your treble

I give you an inch You try for a mile I’m glad I spoke up And still made you smile

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold