She smashed the window, with a baseball bat. She burned the
In time, we get it wrong. And, we can never go back. It’s too far of a climb. We would never make it, even if we tried.
I close my eyes, and see a million pages flying around
It’s time for clocks to sing, and cats to fly. It’s time for
A glass is empty, sitting on the kitchen counter, or it’s broken all
These are the doors that let you step into my fist
I have a puppet for all the clowns who make me laugh.
I think the ceiling should be swept a little, and kangaroos
A merry-go-round dances in a pretty pink dress, and I’m dreaming
For the love of sanity, try to be funny and make me laugh.
Watch your step coming down from the stars, and remember to keep
I fell into the ceiling and cracke… my head again. The Doctor said he gave me a brain. But, I guess it’s not working.
I’m sitting by myself today, just like I always do. I’m all alone
Find a place to hide, and hide yourself away from the world.
If you can hear me, I want to tell you that me and the Hippies have a similar