I don’t see much the future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass

We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

Sittin’ in a patio chair Breathin’ in the cool night air Listening to the breeze Rustling leaves in trees I’m being the love of life

Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo

I don’t know what, quite, will unf… I only see silver and gold That’s all I need to tightly hold Onto this dream of getting old

I am not an actor That is plain to see I am just a shepherd Tending to his sheep Try to keep them safe from

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

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

I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

You create yourself Then see better solutions Cue evolution

Maybe you could teach me how To tighten up my shit And maybe I could show you how To loosen up a bit Maybe we could be the spark

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 feel you You feel me Our love happens eventually With an up down Turn us round