Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end
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
It’s quite a process To create a person
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny
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…
I live a beautiful fantasy Standing before surging human seas Caught up in their own revelry Of my soul laid bare for all to se…
Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools
Remembering that fateful day I wish I hadn’t run away I saw the fire in your eyes And it froze me as if a spire I thought I’d have a cooler head
When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections
Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra
A six hour nap I couldn’t explain Until I once tried This indica strain I took a few puffs
I feel you You feel me Our love happens eventually With an up down Turn us round
Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses
I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…
