It’s hotter than a two dollar pist… Sharper than a thorn and thistle And no one can whistle Cause thier thoats are dry In this deep fried

Fish Stank Wofting over The shore banks Lofting Within my lungs

Reach for the unattainable To become the unexplainable Meaning is interchangable If you rearrange the variables .

HERE THERE ANYWHERE

Be here now And leave the past behind. Its when you live in the moment. You feel the most alive. Don’t worry about yesterday

There’s a man on the run A fugitive with a gun I thought I never see the day For this to cross into my county’s Lines

You sold out to the masses Now a product of your environment Mass production Manican If you could do it all over

Dan. Dan the man with a plan Who unlike his brother Stan Reluctantly refuses to lend a hand Is always willing to help his fell…

Stumbling around With my eyes closed I never found love at all Until I read The cryptics on the wall

Run, run, run away Gotta get away Believe me when I say Run, run, run, away Gotta get away

Dress up in your Sunday bestest Collared shirts and black dresses Break the bread pass the cup Drink the wine And get in touch

Bright April Earth Begins To unsettle Shedding away

You were my first You were my last You were my worst You were my best Over you

I am in love passionatley The flimsy fortune fish told me so As I laid it in my hand tail and… I don’t believe in silly superstit… Yet a beacon of hope shines throug…