blibity blabity blue

uh yeah. oh yeah. i think so. don't know so. let it go though. down low though. right here. right here. it's that. it's the way. it's how. it's free. it's on me. it's around me. it's everything i want to be. i see you. i see me. i think it's gonna be easy. so easy. believe me. yes. believe me. short sentences rule, believe me.

a swish and a fish

and a swish and a fish
and i walk on your broken dreams, but softly and gingerly, taking care not to bruise them further. i only tread across this ground to see what's on the other side.

old stuff, from notebook

I got your millenium bug right here
2000 years, we're still living in fear
fear of the father and the coming of the son
that the son will come back and you'll be the one that's left standing
with nowhere to go and no rescue
fearing the fire where the father will fling you
throwing away the child that he loved. huh!?
that's what i call a millenium bug

passenger pigeons

and for all these thoughts that flitter through my overactive brain, i run the gamut of emotions... from loneliness to pain
from loneliness to pain
it's painful and it's painful and i'm bending with the grain
the grain is running through me and it's washing out the stain
the stain of my iniquity, the sin of all my shame
i love the scent of ozone as it stirs the winds of change

bown, bown, slowly twistin'

twistin twistin in the wind
that's right, she's not your satellite. i am your satellite. satellite me, satellite me. do you know what you show when you go with the flow? it's not me, it's not me. i am walking under a hot blue sky, falling down with the ashes of my dreams, disintegrating into the voluptuous meandering of my own personal witherspoon wasteland.

habitual

When i am drinking water, i count the number of swallows.