I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…
I’ll tear myself from limb to limb For you to suture up again It feels like the perfect win/win To play our roles, morals and sin
If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths
The world that I was born into Is not the world I want I work to try to get back to A one that values plants
Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates
Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
I don’t see into future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass
I’m like a pretzel Simple ingredients And a bit twisted
I’ve lived, died, born, thrived So many times I’ve lost count So it stands to reason Our divine evolution Is the only thing that I care abo…
We set out from our little town Across country, “We’re Phoenix bo… Reality! Rubber met ground At least there was a story found
I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.
I might be self-absorbed But you can’t call me selfish I work upon Myself To help us savor our dish
When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections
I can blend seamlessly Because I find parts of me In ev’ryone I see
