Young environment,
All aquatic...

Look at that baby, what a fool,
We all have fun at free-time, it practically...

Gob Callo...I hear Bowie,
When I listen to your spew...

Time seems difficult to understand,
With memories of continental shift, glaciers and...

He slinks through life, but does not live,
There's no empathy in his heart, that, he cannot...

Why are they so loud? This is supposed to be...
But as they drag and they dredge, it's deceitful...

You may have to squint,
Better be pretty hell-bent...

1st Verse:
I wake up in the morning, looking at the empty...

1: I walk alone in a semi-circle,
Something, big, something small, was that a...

I don't want you,
You, damn incompatible blood type...

Erin of the Sycamore,
Holding in more pain than anyone has ever bore...

Wishing for something,
But I don't know what it is...