You, and your tricks and your toys
Running with your bad ideas
Like scissors You, and your kicks and your ploys
To see what messes you could create for your gallerias.
**
Feed me *******
Smoke me down
Pour me champagne
Evaporate this town
**
You're a liar
But I need you in my marrow...
Yes, now, the notes are gettin' higher
The hallways narrow
As my brain gets brighter
Eyes get wider
Life gets lighter
As I sip sweet cider
I'll look up longer
Still connected to Earth's core
Body to mind, stronger
Watching beauty, on it's hinges swing the door
Leaves drip like tears from trees
As the clouds paint the sky
But still life is full of idiosyncrasies
And you still told too many lies
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 6:05 PM UTC
You, and your tricks and your toys
Running with your bad ideas
Like scissors You, and your kicks and your ploys
To see what messes you could create for your gallerias.
**
Feed me *******
Smoke me down
Pour me champagne
Evaporate this town
**
You're a liar
But I need you in my marrow...
Yes, now, the notes are gettin' higher
The hallways narrow
As my brain gets brighter
Eyes get wider
Life gets lighter
As I sip sweet cider
I'll look up longer
Still connected to Earth's core
Body to mind, stronger
Watching beauty, on it's hinges swing the door
Leaves drip like tears from trees
As the clouds paint the sky
But still life is full of idiosyncrasies
And you still told too many lies
