I’ve got a cherry, and that cherry is mine. I’ve got a rose, and that rose is fine. So close,
A man sitting on a hill, gazing up at the stars, questioning if
Mr. Wood is no good for this world, so he’ll write a goodbye
The apple wishes to stop pushing, but the apple doesn’t know how to stop
I’m a piece of wind, and so I cuddle with
A steel boot is lodged into a painting drawn by an ape. Airplanes circle a
I think the ceiling should be swept a little, and kangaroos
I had a dream where I looked into a magic mirror and saw
Walls of cream, bear a portrait of a bird and his tie.
That flower is pretty, so follow the sun as long as it takes
I’m peaceful like a dove, or a still pool of water.
There’s not an egg too hard that you can’t crack. There’s not a
He’s an imaginary man, who lives inside of my dreams. He smokes grass in
Does the sun want to stay for the moon? The moon would gladly stay for the sun. Like the sky,
Marie wants to be with me, and I want to be with her, so I’ll make my