Fair-weather front seat Lookin' at the moonbeams Solid, sympathizing The sun on the horizon Sippin' foreign coffee Listening to redwood heartbeats Smoking cigarettes in a black dress At 430 am, nonetheless.
430 am ocean breeze Quiet enough to hear a stop sign sneeze Counting all the bird calls Staring at the fog walls Making entities out of mist and light And thinking about where to crash tonight Or where to drink-
How arousing is pink? Pink, plush lips on a long skinny straw It's amazing how I get anything done at all, Always thinking about ***, Always thinking about ****. He asked for a smile, I said, "Whatever you need."
Got some stories I don't care to tell Got a family I don't know so well So, which do you trust? Your love or your lust? Have no resistance at all And get kicked around like a rag doll.
My eyes get withdrawals When I ain't near the stars My ears and nose start to bleed When I ain't near the sea Bi-ped amphibean Transplant Caribbean Sittin' here wrongin' wishin I was belongin'