it is like it is
rules will be rules...
Everyday,
I usually walk in rhythm with my thoughts...
At the mountain top, I'll wait for you,
Like morning dews in Summer's hue...
Man, I don't know...
But I could be a bottle...
Today, a young lady asked me,
"Don't you have any obsessions?"...
And to think that I used to write everyday,
And now, I just write every other time...
When flowers bloom, I'll see you soon.
I'll be a bug in a cocoon...
Down, i look. You turn to see me, so slowlY
Every now and then, i turn to see you toO...
I
Retrieve the metal...
I want to be a watermelon
and roll...
I miss you my love
I miss you so much...
Inside a car, with windows up,
A doll with braided hair, sits...