And I think this is all very tiring
Walking (constantly) wakeing (constantly) moving
Is there any truth to that?
run away run away
Is it the breath of pollen that tears my eye?
But the day-white smell always rips my dreams away
Even the dog with the saucer-sized eyes,
Return Of The Nightingale
I could be the last of a dying race And walk along and drink my gin, what a wonderful life
surrender
And Clockwork cackles, laying but wasted seconds
I wonder and I wander, as I'm logging off the LAN. I fear the SPAM up yonder,
Pounds, baby.. pounds!
In the hollow of the room
"CAUTION" the sign said, "Danger of slipping"
And pick up the babes and go "PSYCHE!! VOOM voom!!"
Of one thousand listless summers, lilting
Dance Me To The End Of Love
Time is money; Money is time!
and go cut some flowers from the crape myrtle
But the moom flows ever through the silk of time
but be careful jumping hurtles
So wind some tape around your hand,
Weighed awash the businessmen torturing the green tree frog
Like rose petals thundering through my sewing hands
And stared amazed at the glowing fog
slow burning fire that engulfs my soul
He shall get my sword; the long edge.
You tear at my heart and knaw on my soul
The coolness entered our vertebrae
I see the light of a thousand worlds explode in your eyes
wandering aimlessly through the myriad umbrae
surrender
Solemn sound of life's unrest, beyond the cries of loneliness
Knock the head off my darling sweet sloped shoulders
- redress; welcome to the egress...
only mistake
The walls have ears, and there are hands on the clock
and she's saying that we're snakes
sayin,"gimme the ball gimme the ball gimme the rock"
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