Bugs rub their legs together in a fevered pitch It trips me out Never gonna let it out Birds they wheeze and my legs they itch Yeah it flips me
I have walked your sorry streets And lived amongst your people And i'm sure we must have heard The same birds singing You have stepped in hardened
Hey girl Is it really right for me Send a little message That i know i can see Behold the life i lead for you One would hope the only life for
I can flick a cigarette butt Further and with more accuracy Lots of practice, i guess Someday we will all be editors That jumps around from person
Teardrops from a shadow This tongue starts to waggle That's a lovely dress yo' And oh that's just "titian" And it's not true you know you swear
You lay around the house Nothing much to bark about Jump onto the bed Just bones and squirrels inside your head This is the only life i see For
In the hour of the girl You can make this danger witness Or whatever, without your heart You can wish you could relate If it's always gonna be Sit
The last time that i came here I came down with a fever The next day it was gone With the suddenness of ist arrival When we all were much younger
The last thought that you think today Has already happened The link between profound and pain Covers you like sherwin williams The smokey joe is
Thought i felt a chill Thought an underrated skill A hazard to the emotionally challenged Fibers from a rope In the roughness of your hand you cope
Zena's Song Boy.... The milkyway without the light Eyes closed replay with head in hands Trapped in the corner without sight The sky's torn open when