Rubber soles, pliant souls Turning in my hours of Sleep, for something More mystical.
A cup of coffee, the Columbian kind.
Dark thick Quick as bricks The brew to Uproot the Mind.
Take me through time Where the worries are No more, sweet Java bean Memorable, satisfying I taste your cling.
My lips buzz and bing Suds that link into The casted out shadows Like stones and bones My insides rattle.
I'm hanging above the Skylines, afloat in the Reasons of life. I've Overcome talkers And talk backers I've been through This before, I get Higher from the Laughter of sweet Innocent's, I'm still A child and a girl.