snowin' in july
my girls mouth on my toes
complainin' old ghosts
in bedsheets of love
christmas
in my legs
a strange start to summer
but i gave it all up
in time to wonder
just when i thought
i knew what i wanted
a dirty old man reminds me
i'm young...
"experience
the truth of all colours
think it out,
feel it up
but do it right now"
how long 'till i'm real
i long to be real
how long 'till i'm real
left home to live
and i did
trippin' all alone
i've travelled miles
because of my head
i've sang to myself
to keep from going mad
the land as my bed
i slept beside the road
the ground is my friend
i become the road
the longer i'm gone
changing on the go
the better i'll know
mother and dad
can only give you so much
so i gave it of myself
in the real world, love
twenty first century
mind expansion
i wrote my own poems
'cause i lived 'em |