Do... you..., do you enjoy... your sight inside.... . Disconnect and let me drift until my upside down is right side in. Society must let the artist go to wander off into the nebula.
You could see me reaching. So why couldn't you have met me halfway. You could see me bleeding. But you could not put pressure on the wound.... . You only think about yourself.
I hear you on the radio. You permeate in my screen. Its' unkind but. If I met you in a scissor fight. I'd cut off both your wings. On principle alone.
Medium, medium.. Waking up I smell the scent of coffee on the brew. and I think about the amount of the sweet. I'd like to have in my cup today.. One for the two lump, three lump, four..
I heard a word from 'on high'. Glare like a light in the sky. It said. "Quit blowing each other up". A voicing so crystalline clear so. Something's unclean in your ear.
I was walking in Savannah past a church, decayed and dim. When slowly through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn. My sympathy awakened and a wonder quickly grew.
I will rise now. And go about the city. In the street's. Broadways I seek. Him whom my soul loveth. . Went over the sea. What did I find?. A thousand crystal towers.
(by Incubus). . Pardon me while I burst. Pardon me while I burst. A decade ago, I never thought I would be.. A twenty three on the verge of spontaneous combustion woe is me.