Snowing, Crying , Freezing Impeccable tears Grassy wanderlust A simple pin ***** A simple feeling My record is stuck on a continuous groove What Happened
Don't remember Exact memories what and who said that Whatever happened to the real me **** I don't know Memories lost and episodes of massive im er shift quaked me What and who did happen Reality did strike Lightning did happen What and who hid for along time Im finding out That's,my own heroes journey Find what and who in your own life **** matters I matter What and who said thatt Matters Mimd shakes and quakes Lightning did happen What and who **** matters Im gonna find out
I see you Not in your fancy red dress Manners in tact for the elite I see you as I look into your white eyes Playing the part You would give your life for one true smile One genuine smile Beyond the belle of the ball Fake glimmers imagination for all One genuine smile I go back in time with my kin, ***** jeans The mountains lovely marks The wolves white eyes A genuine smile as a walk the trail as I tried to keep up My family laughing My genuine white eyes smile I return as I play the part I see you Your white eyes as I serve you immaculate food in your fancy red dress
Im feeling giggly and I am alone. What a wonderful world Not having to grip onto something so firmly to fill the darkened cavern A simple reconstruction, welding my synapses as the Sparks fly around the void Im feeling giggly inside and I am alone and Im alive I hold the door open as the people rush to escape yet another door And a good day to you sir.
Who what why when where and how. I find myself between them all Shackled skies torment me I lift the stacks of who what where why and how I find in the end it pays no worthy chap to bother For to lift the shackled skies bestowed upon you A wise man in the seedy alley told me to step outside of the box So be it, I finally found myself again
Im here but things are dead Used to be life now quiet desperation is not words spoken I feel it in the gasping air Why Everything used to be alive an animated sunset with everyone clambering about Now quiet desperation as my soul looks upon Me as I look upon you Everything is quiet Quiet desperation that surrounds this As this used to be my house but now a tear drop Down my cheek and it washes away any memory of freedom My memories of this my house now standing still in the shadows Why My house Why is this my house now My life now Quiet and silent Why how I miss my old house
Deers and elves, Snowflakes, Mistletoe, Family, Santa, Neatly wrapped packages Not a penny in my pocket I’m alone I am the Grinch Jim Beam and the fireplace Just another day Yay
Purple Pink Turquoise Blue Light green Black White And the glorious yellow The Sun Penetrating throughout your nerves I think I will wear yellow socks today Floating into bliss, Yellow is the way