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

I feel it is my heritage To see your essence, know your bed To think the truth inside your hea… Because that’s what your actions s…

You’ll have to take It slow with me That’s just the way Things have to be I’m sensitive

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.

We set out from our little town Across country, “We’re Phoenix bo… Reality! Rubber met ground At least there was a story found

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think

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

You’ve always been ahead the curve And paradise awaits your nerve To hold on fast and never swerve From the sweet path of nature’s ve…

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

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

Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place

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

People tell me not to think About my own demise But what if that’s the only thing That brightens up my eyes