the clocks
the want and need of a circus is unlimitable in any worst
because the abondoned fighter jet
is black
like balsamic vinager mixed with blood
and it is a taste to remember
the peels of orange skin are to be thrown out
a simple rattlesnake will always turn black
remember the time the clock broke
and the arms pointed to the other clock that was broken
it was something to forget in a charged ceremony
please let me know when the pirates
are at bay in september
a leaf falls and i say it is there
go away from me the eyes
they are theyes they are real
and i see them see me see
i am nothing incap[ble past the norm inside
remember that motion in the river
it was a swamp thing rattling in the bog
the ripples were a race of their own
and in time i will find the black and white television
it has nightmares
but none i can handle
so the briefcase will have a wrench to break free
just me inside of it with pressed jeans
he was so mean he is entirely too much
what can you say to that black hat
it is on me when i feel the vipers run free
and the rotten throat will gurgle in gargoyles blood
a blood is for cereal than it is in the outhouse
at night and te stars are paint and they are
remember the time when the small world became the pastures
and the words made sense
they still do i was just remembering
a strange book by a strange times
because that is what they want you to think
they made me eat it
it was the most worst day in the field
they brush against me like a canvas
is that the letter in wax stamps they
broke it and were hanged
they carried these for weeks
and the weather could've helped but
i see no red has shot from the ship
a weapon in the stint
a flint box with candies in it
they taste wierd but so is far
go away from here my friends because the clock went there
inside the matter at hand is
a finger a most to frankenstein
and dracula is better as real
he is not but would be right
to play the part in all his unappreciation
i find there is a map for most causes
and a treasure at the end of the rainbow
when is it going to end my fellow
with feathers
or with grief
because the abondoned fighter jet
is black
like balsamic vinager mixed with blood
and it is a taste to remember
the peels of orange skin are to be thrown out
a simple rattlesnake will always turn black
remember the time the clock broke
and the arms pointed to the other clock that was broken
it was something to forget in a charged ceremony
please let me know when the pirates
are at bay in september
a leaf falls and i say it is there
go away from me the eyes
they are theyes they are real
and i see them see me see
i am nothing incap[ble past the norm inside
remember that motion in the river
it was a swamp thing rattling in the bog
the ripples were a race of their own
and in time i will find the black and white television
it has nightmares
but none i can handle
so the briefcase will have a wrench to break free
just me inside of it with pressed jeans
he was so mean he is entirely too much
what can you say to that black hat
it is on me when i feel the vipers run free
and the rotten throat will gurgle in gargoyles blood
a blood is for cereal than it is in the outhouse
at night and te stars are paint and they are
remember the time when the small world became the pastures
and the words made sense
they still do i was just remembering
a strange book by a strange times
because that is what they want you to think
they made me eat it
it was the most worst day in the field
they brush against me like a canvas
is that the letter in wax stamps they
broke it and were hanged
they carried these for weeks
and the weather could've helped but
i see no red has shot from the ship
a weapon in the stint
a flint box with candies in it
they taste wierd but so is far
go away from here my friends because the clock went there
inside the matter at hand is
a finger a most to frankenstein
and dracula is better as real
he is not but would be right
to play the part in all his unappreciation
i find there is a map for most causes
and a treasure at the end of the rainbow
when is it going to end my fellow
with feathers
or with grief