Quarters The Tik Tok of your grandmother’s… The quiet silence of the living’s… On a sunny morning The rooster never crows too soon
Chaos chemistry In dreamy eyes Only true love exists The rest lies Lies told
In the old neighborhood Ms Martha owns an old stone home The grandest made of granite and s… Tall white pillars Long wide windows and
When im sad and lonely Feeling blue I think of all The things that you do Your love warms my heart
Wake me up at half past eleven When I want to feel your love aga… Tell me That were more than just friends Say that you love me
My rusty convertible In her daze gleamed of a scorchiin… Whilst by the rain she suffered Her oily paint slowly she shed Now she lies within the gates
En Route En route’ Life aint nothing But a Traffic jam
Perched upon a branch. High in the jungle trees Toucan Sam When darkness looms Nothing sees
Perfection Cheap Broken sunglasses Always So true Aint it as factual
Ice cracked bones Heart made of stone The statue sits upon its throne All alone birds tend Her loneliness
Congos Indian drums Circular rhythm in the air Beats collide Upon the grass fields
Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens
Black leather Doused with sun tan crisco She’s dancing the funky San Fran Disco Oozing sweat
In the middle of the night Spooked scared I’m full of fright By the night owls Lonely wolves
Soft early morning street lights g… As warm breezes caress the essence… The sun has yet to reveal what the… As the darkness swallows yesterday… Familiar anticipation