The grass is green and overgrown The sound machine is Out of tone It’s hard in this world Alone
You’re one of my best friends An amazing person But not good enough Again and again My heart’s worst end
Death come for all us All of us alike... So why are we concerned With color and height?
I feel it everywhere But yet I only care How I’m getting there That’s mine and They have theirs
If the sun had a brain And decided to go get some tea Would he know that Would be the end of me?
Sound in my unwritten cloud Tangled and dripping turned Upside down. And the movement from creation Is glowing westward bond
Her words are so simple Her eyes are so sweet Her presence makes me tingle From my head to my feet Her hair is nice
My brain is on a Manual shift From the words that fall From your lips Come on now
I was once walking down Pasture lane when crows flew over… Then I thought of subtle rain Pouring over the dead.... And golden sunsets bless this visi…
But what we share Is golden like the endless sun Not knowing laughing and having fu… As we run To the lands unknown
Everyone is less optimistic Truth is far from simplistic The essence of can’t gets it But then she paid me a visit Made me look at
It’s all just tender expressions Spender of cash On dreadful obsessions Sender of trashed Vocal confessions
I think outside the box Because I’m off the equinox I can walk and talk But I’m not a paradox Because I got the lock
When our lips touched hers and min… I got a tangling sensation Up my spine As my hands move south I cup her breasts
Love is hard and makes us weak... So why is it so important for us t…