Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today

I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like

Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.

I’ve never really cared about me I know I’ll be fine I’m the benchmark of resiliency You’re who’s on my mind

I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close

Fumbling in the dark Searching for my clothes Looking for a girl With my third eye closed

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

My soul knew that I can’t accept A fucked up view or perspective So threw me to the darkest pit To let my love be beacon lit

You’ve always been ahead the curve And paradise awaits your nerve To hold on fast and never swerve From the sweet path of nature’s ve…

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

All Us As Us For Us

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

Go ahead Do your thing I’m waiting With open wings

Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates