ample time to grow and explore
mama mama
burn my dollars
before they begin to truely flower
and i become a man
dont you understand
this place is not for me
i cannot forsee myself in it any longer
cause the taste of love has grown quite sour
stay with me in that final hour when
dark turns into light
my consciousness it might
make me feel afraid when that bulb turns on over
my head and i cant be saved from the truth
the knowledge that ive grown
mere weeds, but its what ive sown
mere weeds that ive sown
but they are my own
i keep having these poems come to me in my dream... i kinda edit them before i put them on here'
but they make some sense this way, the next one i have... i think ill just put it as it comes
burn my dollars
before they begin to truely flower
and i become a man
dont you understand
this place is not for me
i cannot forsee myself in it any longer
cause the taste of love has grown quite sour
stay with me in that final hour when
dark turns into light
my consciousness it might
make me feel afraid when that bulb turns on over
my head and i cant be saved from the truth
the knowledge that ive grown
mere weeds, but its what ive sown
mere weeds that ive sown
but they are my own
i keep having these poems come to me in my dream... i kinda edit them before i put them on here'
but they make some sense this way, the next one i have... i think ill just put it as it comes