You may look like a piece of paper.
Fengxiang
I want to start over

You like to talk on paper
Like a card house
One of the internal storage

It seems that you are getting deeper and deeper
Six foot challenge
But no one heard

Do you know how late are you?
"The people around you know

You have to turn off the lights
It will be fine
This is night after night.
According to July 4th

'No children are your employer
Come and show what you really need.
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You shoot the air

The child has a fire for you
They come to pay the money
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You give up on them.

Like a sling
You are the source, indispensable
If you know what will happen
After cold creep

Maybe all the doors are closed.
It can be unlocked
Beat your heart like a donkey
If you know, as time goes by

You have to turn off the lights
It will be fine
This is night after night.
According to July 4th

'No children are your employer
Come and show what you really need.
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You shoot the air

The child has a fire for you
They come to pay the money
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You give up on them.

Cheek tree
Better than the month, month, month
It is always by your side, you, you.
It's time to release it.

'No children are your employer
Come and show what you really need.
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You shoot the air

The child has a fire for you
They come to pay the money
Let them go, "Oh, wow, hey!"
You give up on them.
Cheek tree
Better than the month, month, month
Cheek tree
Better than the month, month, month

I run my hands up down my arms
Cobble stone cold paths to concrete
To old dirt roads through smooth Aspen bark
The rough scars of lighting with French kissed forking tongues
The ocean washes in and out my breath
A warm breeze from down the mountains.
I close my eyes as creeks gurgle out  
Snaking past jagged rockaways
little paint brush strokes of every painters color
Spring love laced flower goosebumps follow.
My hands spreading out 80 years old strong oak growth.
This sun bears down on the forests of my mind.
The Sandy plains that stretch out to beaches beyond my toes.
From a forgotten path where no one goes.
My hair, my grassy plains.
I remember my origin.  
Run away now. Run back to the woods.

Red like rust or brown like dried blood.
A ocean surrounds me but it's no ocean of water.
I dive into the endless beaches that stretch out
like false promises of love there's no water at their end.
I let desert Hawks Cloak me in feathers.
I let the shadow of the night become my blanket and the Stars.
the stars become the eyes of families I've never had that watch over me for all eternity.
The water leaves my body to return again each day.
Sands flows through me until there is nothing left.
Nothing left but a old woman tells me.
You my son, You have found the way.

I have always favored depth.
Life is but flavored death.
Stroll easy through my candy shop.
To pick my treats, to pick my poison.
My friend and I we walk through winding Streets.
Finding solace in our solemn sweets.
From the ties in our shoes to the tasteless laces in
our treats.
We don't mind our souls on retreat.
With each candy painted second tasting better.
Finally living the dream as we go to sleep.

Everything I say is a lie
I have never see the sky
I don't have a million questions why
I give up after only a one little try
I have always loved to say goodbye
I was completely neutral when I caught your eye
That night I didn't dream that I could fly
My heart is not caught up in a tie
And you can believe every word of my,
Soliloquy, because everything I say is a lie.

Oh you hallow feet walking here.
These thoughts, These words
But shadow images,  the trees
Each branch, each scar, a history
A snapshot of the intermixed mystery
We pass through, a leaf trassioning  
Like the ear of one shadow listening
To every other paper cover,
Like the blind man lover
With but handy impressions
Of these more than meets the eye transgressions

Are you tired child
Well I am tired beyond imagining
My next break is just beyond the end of all-time compounded by enos multiplied by infinity
And yet still I work on
I am hungry but I have no mouth
I'm thirsty but I have no stomach
And why why do I do all of these dreadful things?
BECAUSE:
I am the end of all beginnings
I am what lies behind every ocean and every sunset
I give birth to worlds and I consume stars
I am what lies behind every ocean
I am the doubt and every lovers heart
I am the stage upon which reality takes place
I am the shadow behind every grain of sand
I am the blackness in the middle of the night but somehow darker than that
I am the madness and every great artists minds
But somehow more incomprehensible than that
What am I?
I am chernobog. Lord of darkness defender of light.