Wrapped in your web I fight to be free Spinning is it you or is it me maybe it’s my sneakers
Sometimes I feel the words being driven out of me
I was someplace Long ago Small town It’s all black & white They’re going
There is energy from some place like the desert
I feel so good love is in every form I get what I need always It’s a gift
Just as the light peaked through the window, I saw you coming toward the door through the glass
Something exciting was about to happen I could feel it like energy running all through my body
She stood motionless Captured and cursed To be the devils mistress Screaming to be free Oh, but you may never be
Running and playing like children I’m only free with liquor flowing through the city streets Where are you going? Where ever I take you,
Heat, hate flowed over Like a fever I felt it in waves Like that of the ocean The tears dripped
tonight I put myself into Christmas jail... I mean lately I’ve put myself
You want to see me I know you do better do something
What’s Real Are You Real
You know realizing that I’m so beyond or maybe that I think I am beyond is the problem... I don’t really know, because I’m living it, so relax... I’m going to figure it out... I hope......
SUNLIGHT... In fields of butterflies, that’s w… where energy collides like the col… and rain falls like satin sheets moving lightly, rhythmically down…