I have always been a fan of fruits
peaches, plums, and pineapples
and the kind that walk around in boots
and if theres something I can't find
its the peace to ease my mind
and tranquility that used to be mine
hid somewhere under a rock
when where I lost my hand in vietnam
hid somewhere under a hat
of a balding grey, old man
I have always been a fan of vegetables
cucumbers and tomatoes
and the kind you pity in hospitals
.....ahjaboo
and if theres something I can't find
its the peace to ease my mind
and tranquility that used to be mine
hid somewhere under a rock
when where I lost my hand in vietnam
hid somewhere under a hat
of a balding grey, old man
but I don't eat much anymore
I lost my appetite when sanity when out the door
and now all of these halucins and laughs and crys
it all depends what you call crazy and what you call lies
bananas, apples, peaches and pears
kiwis and strawberries (x4)
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Hallelujah
Hallelujah is a choice.
Listen kid, you'll die deciding whether or not to live
So I'll throw off these bandages, or tighten them tight
purple arms, purple hands and knuckles so white
and there's a beautiful sunset tonight.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
I opened the wooden door, tired of being beaten on
hoping for some ray of sunshine to enter this dark dark heart
and behold! not only came a ray, but ten million suns circling me.
Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
I scream in rage, but its okay because I don't need to hide it anymore.
I am cleansing, cleansing, detoxifying my soul.
And with these ungodly exhortations. Standing on a table snot-nosed and bawling.
I know that I have just witnessed the first true Hallelujah of many more.
Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
Listen kid, you'll die deciding whether or not to live
So I'll throw off these bandages, or tighten them tight
purple arms, purple hands and knuckles so white
and there's a beautiful sunset tonight.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
I opened the wooden door, tired of being beaten on
hoping for some ray of sunshine to enter this dark dark heart
and behold! not only came a ray, but ten million suns circling me.
Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
I scream in rage, but its okay because I don't need to hide it anymore.
I am cleansing, cleansing, detoxifying my soul.
And with these ungodly exhortations. Standing on a table snot-nosed and bawling.
I know that I have just witnessed the first true Hallelujah of many more.
Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
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