Alone on the road today
Miles to wander to ponder
Hours to fuel the engine
With thoughts, conundrums
Pedal, perspire, perspective
Miles to wander to ponder
Visions of nature flash
Before my glazed eyes
Buds, bugs, and a streaming current
River rushing, birds flittering
Engine hammering pedals
Miles of beauteous nature
Miles of freedom and euphoria
Mile after mile of thoughts
And all I dreamed about
Was you
Mile after mile after mile
Of you

Know what a kettle feels like inside as it boils?
I thought not
Know what it feels like to be wrapped in cling film?
No
Know what it feels like to be buried alive yet walking around?
I mean who could
Know what it feels like to want to just disappear?
She does
She knows
It's her everyday
You call it odd
Dr calls it bi polar
She calls it hell

Pulse in the neck feel my headache pound
Tightness in the chest, anxiety abounds
Day upon day the harder it gets
Cant make it stop as the pressures intense
Not sure now how much more it can take
Before the heart stops and I leave this place
But none of you see it as I die each day
You see a facade as it's eating away
The strongest you see you have no idea
That a trip to the shops is my greatest fear

I've been rightly doing taxidermy
More years than I care to count
Is it any wonder that I got bored
Stuffing Raccoon, Deer, and Antelope by the pound

So I went and changed around my tactics
And believe me things have been going swell
Since it's no longer only animals that I stuff
But people just as well

I went and opened up a funeral parlor
So the two I've now combined
Where I offer up the best of both
For one low extraordinary price

People are dying to get my services (Pardon the Pun)
From many miles around
They love the idea of being stuffed
Before they're plopped into the ground

Why some are even being stuffed
With their best friend sewed forever in their arms
To spend eternity with Buffy the Poodle
To me, holds at bit of charm

What ever position you want planted in
I am more than willing to please
Moon your friends a lasting goodbye
Is the special of the week

For those not sure where they're going
I'm an expert in stuffing the face
With a look of total surprise and confusion
In case they end up in the wrong place

How you wish to give your final farewells
We're not here to question why
But only to offer the One, Two, or Five Finger Special
In how you'd like to wave goodbye

So hurry and make those reservations
At Billy Bobs Taxidermy & Mortuarium
Cause we're stuffing it hard and heavy these days
Where it is we got it all going on

love is the answer

to the question in my heart

if i ever forget to ask

i am reminded who you are

you're my here and now

my over there and in between

with love being the answer

to my hearts questioning