(2014)
Alone lived a man Who only drank glue The cause of his problems Is what no one knew As a child he’d get sick
In the streets lived a musician Who played with no beat he did not even know how to read from a sheet he’d strum his fiddle
What if the old man Who snored when it was pouring Did in fact not get up When it was morning What if after a ring of rosies
A kid in class Who’s boredom grew Released an air plane And away it flew Down the hall
There once was a boy Who was sent to the store He followed the path Till it led to a door The door was old
Stack your Problems Up real High Stack
I asked jane if I could kiss her But she said she suffered from a t… I asked Brooke out lots But her stomachs always in knots And with Claire I’ve always tried
Life’s like a puzzle With pieces thrown all about You have to put it together Until the pieces run all out Sometimes it’s finished
Have you ever wondered How the clouds move along If you believe its the wind I’ll tell you that your wrong I sit behind these clouds
The pop gun out law rode from town to town on his steed he’d ride wearing his hat like a crown his name they would call
In a corner alone Sat the chair with the teeth Locked away far From anyones reach If you sat down
I gathered up my feelings and put them in a box I hid it in my attic and sealed it with a lock since then my girl left me
No I won’t allow you To write about me It’s a waste of time A waste of a tree I don’t care if I’m imagined
Mr.Pierce had 36 eyes 27 boxes of tissues In case he cries 18 pairs of glasses For when he reads
Could a time machine exist if it was built to fix the wrong because if we have a perfect past we wouldnt need one
