The night my Necklace fell off You fluttered through my Capillaries like a Stoned moth
I agree with your ideas but not your tactics So look me in the eye & be practical When practically there's nothing left for me to say or do It's only up to you
A live ladybug Trapped between my toes Keep it together man We're all connected now Stay composed
I agree with your ideas but not your tactics So look me in the eye & be practical When practically there's nothing left for me to say or do It's only up to you
The current picture The metronome: I don't know what this is But it's not my home
I thought that we were Falling in love But we weren't; Only I was
I agree with your ideas but not your tactics So look me in the eye & be practical When practically there's nothing left for me to say or do It's only up to you