A midnight dream, a blessing or a curse, an undiscovered soul of the northern stars, to the noise of the towns touch, all said in the sky, clouds and the ground.

From a traped house, to a traped mind, to a lost soul. I'm just another fella finding his way home. What can I say all of it sounds crazy. The story of my life. All the nights I was loosing myself, a crazy song cry, a bounty hunters life style.

There is no form that I'm not attached to, the spiritual or the real world. Love the lyrical world, and the historical world I find myself attracted to, to the form of it all being metaphorical.......

Choices, I'm afraid to live, but afraid to die, stuck in a box, I boxed to much and lost myself,  now I'm afraid to even try. A result of losing something. Now remember when, I lost myself to them pills, now I'm glad that they lost them self's from me. Then I found a war, that I can't lose myself from.

Lord protect me from me and have me not do what I use to. Draw me a path to find my way, and draw my enemies away from me. Amin.

Garland, hanging in the loops, Chip the tooth. Have no feelings a certain region. A Brick House of fillings what a feeling, and one bad chapter doesn't mean the book is over. Remember keep moving and improving, cause there is a poor soul out there that has wrost than you and I. Faith is all we have, to give us the truth the cause of it love. A feeling from within.

Let's set it off in this spot, My only way to survival is my wish to stay alive, A prayer. Now Mirror Mirror on the wall Era, Era, a baseball sign, now what is going on, meaning like what's up Hi how you doing Miss Thang. But I have to thank you for a world that people don't give dam about,  With gods giving talent I'm going to make it happen, never came for a fight but I'll fight to the end.