Plan for the worst
Never the best
Because when it occurs
You know the rest

Dreaming of a day
When I won't think of you
My head is a mess
But I will pass this test

I have come to love a boy at last
A dandylion son, born
With an arrow in his eye
On that first day of battle
A willing child at the helm
To steer me through
the darkness of blind old age.

My eyes can make you feel obligated...so look at my shoes and tell me you love me...Cuz they'll show you where i been...And if you don't love that then.....let me keep using them to walk away...Because my bags aren't that heavy.... but my shoes are kinda *****...You feel me...I ain't always been in the right place...so don't look me in the face..that body part didn't run the race...But its what you can do with my feet that I care about..How high will you lift me...will you put me in flight....a high night after night after night...Can you love me when my eyes are closed..see that is the trick...and my voice is all you get...not sense...no I mean mumbles, moans, and mashing...do you love the tone...the man behind the eyes...love me when you're alone...Cuz my eyes can make you feel convicted...and my lips will leave you scorn...But my feet won't ever lie...Now what will you say to I...Its ok just repeat...exactly what you just said to my feet...