I wouldn't try to fit you in a bottle
I've tried to get rid of you
         in my bottle
Every last drop you helped swallow
and for every one to follow
         out of my bottle
Sweet mescaline soaked in ivory
how now who got lost smiling
   Tasted like it came
          from my bottle
  and the irony that pored into a puddle of "why?"
  I don't even like to drink.

So move my brain
  
    Strike me there, across the plain

Where buffalo reign, heavily

Strong, steadfast, incredibly,
                                               Not vain.

Waiting for the sun in the morning blunderbusstop eye lids and red lips
Couldn't hide her hip's sway
The way a ***** plays
in the moonlight. What a sight .
I'm hurt
I've been cursed,
the wind won't take me
It seems to be bleeding
Exquisite taste in rich sarcasm
Won't you take this ****** away from me before I cave.
In another ceremony we both lived
and cared for the earth,
Unbroken.

"The winds not blowing your direction anymore baby?"

Maybe I just dropped my sail.

There was a man who said
" every ******'s like a setting sun "
I don't know if I quite understand but I can at least try.
And I guess, in retrospect, it really was me with the pipe in hand
Because I never ran when you came back.
Like I was waiting,
I knew
you would come back
but i...
Well, moral of the story is
This girl could never figure out if it was me she loved,
Or if there was a need to be loved
That was in need of satisfaction.



Just a broken down palace where a king and queen could still dwell
But we're never meant to.

Did you not feel great in highschool.
Running in a gang every second you weren't pacing in class,
when all you had to think about was what you were going to do.
Finding the ways to do it as it came.
Not concerned with fame, because you were famous.
Those six kids you hung with everyday, each other's heroes,
Comrades that couldn't break
Making sure everyone has a stake.
I've saved more than five lives
But mine has been givin back,
Oh so many times.
Oh brother o' mine,
Let's go find some grass,
Let's go find some girls,
Oh brother o' mine
Let us forge our minds in the night






and get heavily sedated.

And here I sit.
   Looking up, I know something's is different.
See, I thought to play with needles you'd only end up with a track or two.
The second I dropped you in my veins my heart gave a quiver . .. . Dew drops forming on the grass as I looked over to see you shakin, your favorite song was playin and I did promise you the moon.
    If I only I knew I'd be chasing that first pinch forever.
    If only I knew you'd couldn't change ,no not ever

He spends all his time listening to music.
He's either up stairs with his guitar or talking about his guitar.
When he goes out in public he brings it with him, and it gets worse.
He'll spend a whole day just walking around sitting on the grass, playing and singing to the birds.
And the first thing he does when gets money, is buys strings or some amplifier thing.
The kid needs to get his priorities straight, start doing kid stuff like smoking *** or getting trashed in a alley.
You know he's never been arrested!
Absolutely reckless.
Somebody help him, please.