By Arcassin Burnham

We'll cross a pile of dead rainbows to
Make it through the storm,
I say a couple of things to you when my
Words are born
do I have enough anger to face a woman's
Scorn
I'm off today,
But I can't find my way,
I feel so out of place,
Its just another phase,
Souly not entertained,
(Flame!!!)
Be more consistent with your mind and your
Body,

Don't go messin' with those kids,
Their Quite snotty,

Happy for the sake of jubilee,

looking for another beam to get to Scotty,
They'll take away your home's and bury your pride and courage
And make everything your fault,
To keep you worried.