We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys

You’re nineteen You can choose who to be Nineteen Maybe fancy and free Nineteen

She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think

Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul

I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love

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

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

Working towards Common goals

The only things I’ve ever felt Were lashing tongues and leather b… I guess that’s why it’s hard to te… How I could make you feel so swel…

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

Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen

I think it’s just about time for m… Pack on up and head to the Great… Maybe if I sever all my human tie… My outer world will match the one…