You told me that we’d meet halfway I’m not sure what that means ‘Cause ev’rything I need in life Is what I’ve had to be My loved ones threw me to the wolv…

My baby’s got Curly red hair Shimmering eyes Freckles to spare Likes to play games

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

I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

Treat yourself Like you wish others Would treat you

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

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

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

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…

Ever been great at Balance? Then you understand Why I tip my scales.

Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded

I was born for this Reflexes like a puss Even when I’m pissed

The only difference Between enlightenment and ignoranc… Is seeing your own magnificence