As a smile hits the surface of a sunburned...
wisdom crawls out the gates of individuality...

Reaching with one hand
while speaking with my eyes...

Last night i had a ball! it was so clear, in fact...
and she could smell mine...

Its 2:41pm in this alien atmosphere, my thoughts...

He doesnt pick up the pen when it doesnt call out...
its your opinion, and i respect that, we all...

Im gonna carry the load,
until this ends...