We gave our world to Father Time To fill our pockets up with dimes While Mother Nature sits and crie… And waits for us to open eyes
I only care about you when You exit from my life I only ahh-pper-ec-i-ate When I can’t taste your spice I only know that you are all
Part of me Feels lonely Part of us Feels the love Part of you
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
The world that I was born into Is not the world I want I work to try to get back to A one that values plants
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
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…
We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys
My daughter said the other day I’m glad my father ran away So we could find relationship Without my mother ruining it
There’s a certain point Where I put down my joint And fucking end you
I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like
I think it’s just about time for m… Pack on up and head to the Great… Maybe if I sever all my human tie… My outer world will match the one…
My baby’s got Curly red hair Shimmering eyes Freckles to spare Likes to play games
Fumbling in the dark Searching for my clothes Looking for a girl With my third eye closed
I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely
