Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
There was a little girl in town That always wore a big ol’ crown She ran and danced about the stree… The townspeople were less than swe… They said “What is this wild chil…
One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.
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…
I write You read I talk You listen I huff
Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…
I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love
The only difference Between enlightenment and ignoranc… Is seeing your own magnificence
It’s never been about the same I’ve always played a diff’rent gam… And when you think you’ve got me n… I’ll show you something unexplaine…
She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want
We set out from our little town Across country, “We’re Phoenix bo… Reality! Rubber met ground At least there was a story found
I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want
You are eternal. Your essence will always exist. You will always be, You. Enjoy it!
Give me... A campfire, Smokes, And a bottle of rum; I’ll regale you all night long.
