My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

Whether you want To face it or not I’m still your dad Both of our faults I chose the you

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul

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

It’s quite a process To create a person

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

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 write You read I talk You listen I huff

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths

I’ve lived, died, born, thrived So many times I’ve lost count So it stands to reason Our divine evolution Is the only thing that I care abo…

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

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here

There’s shit on your face You just threw up in your mouth Couldn’t be cuter