We could come along, sing another song
A song about little miss sad...

I stand under your lotus perfume
I stand before your storming virtue...

How did I get electrified by my love for that...
Man she really got me high, in a different state...

Take a break and rest upon me
This is a song for you from me...

The boldest of the writing tribe is raising...
The operator of the killing gibe, a shame of...

Icy vanilla clouds cover a pale blue sky
On a promising morning in June...

Sea, sea, sea unfolded as flames
Rock the clock, undo this chain...

You divide it by 3
You ad it by 4...

Losing true sounds around me
Losing my eye in the sea...

It's a mystery depicted in prisms
Its colossal glory seized my attention...

Under the orme tree, can I have your hand to write...
You are the felicity of my existence, the...

I embody the shadows, I embody entity
I can predict the outline out of the ordinary...