Jun 2018
Sittin' perched upon these trees
I'm an astronaut
In a valley where wings are free
takin' time to connect the dots
Smashing clocks who beckon me
the journey is the plot
MUST MORE ACRES BURN ?
I'm high
but I can't decide,
where the beginning meets the end
or if they coincide,
I'm alive,
but I'm on the fence,
I can't hide these scars
from barb wired "friends"
Let's
get alone
Let's set the controls for the heart of the sun
Let's
be free
Let's mimic the path of the birds and the bees
Let's
parade
Let's dance in the streets in our evening gowns
Let's
placate
Rid the world of our demons and all its hate.
I'm an astronaut
In a valley where wings are free
takin' time to connect the dots
Smashing clocks who beckon me
the journey is the plot
MUST MORE ACRES BURN ?
I'm high
but I can't decide,
where the beginning meets the end
or if they coincide,
I'm alive,
but I'm on the fence,
I can't hide these scars
from barb wired "friends"
Let's
get alone
Let's set the controls for the heart of the sun
Let's
be free
Let's mimic the path of the birds and the bees
Let's
parade
Let's dance in the streets in our evening gowns
Let's
placate
Rid the world of our demons and all its hate.
We are the people with ideas. Our ideas are not monetarily driven, obviously, however with them we can at least plant some seeds so in time, maybe, just maybe: they will make a difference. Plant seeds now, and if nurtured and adopted by the soil, they mature fantastically to be later savored. Please look out for each other. I love you.
