The Earth is my Mother The Heavens my Dad I love my Father But I’m a Momma’s boy at heart
Never seen Better scenes Than red lights On green trees
My baby’s got Curly red hair Shimmering eyes Freckles to spare Likes to play games
snow rains and flushes mental cocaines
I’ve always been Out on the run I’ve never felt Like had a home And then one day
Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside
Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight
We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me
Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools
I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love
When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections
It feels like I’ve created a life Centered around mostly sacrifice And I don’t want to be your Jesus… So I’ll be the Devil Bass line to your treble
You’re the bestest bud Anyone could love And your soul shines through All the doom and gloom Fortunate to have
Really want to ask you out ‘Cause I feel a special bout Of the things we dream about Discipline and love devout
I give you an inch You try for a mile I’m glad I spoke up And still made you smile
