To the others out there who couldn't be here
This one is for you.
Out in the open where the white flies and skies are written with clouds
This is a present for you.
Your and mine name will be free and remembered from the ruble that we put ourselves into.
Farmland, livestock and apples with seedless grapes
The chica that spills wine off her shoes.

Off to the moon and back
Cows are flying with me
Around heaven we stop for cheese
And the cool cat who plays the fettle
I'm off to shovel the gold
where dreams are just an sketch in my head
my imagination is where
I sweep you off your feet

My only cost is ten celli's and 6 peaces
Where my hat still has the tag
And bomb I ride is free
Thank God for fat bottom girls whom make my rocket go round.

I'm in love with angels,love one who come out and play
But the shadows devil is still attach to my sinkers who lingers around and drags my ear
But just reminding myself that everyone is needed of love, for the war is in all of us
Sitting back with those who remise about past times and hero's, brave class.
Its all, and all of us, its all, and all of us
Who wish to take a stand.
don't you see zombies


This share of thoughts you share with me, on the shores at midnight crossing hands with me
This one is for you
Out of kisses and nothing to be said, I drop your skirt along a heart beat just behind the ear
This is a present for you.
You are in my frame of mind and breath taken from my upper lip that you stole for the first time.
with spearmint chocolate kiss, offer me your beas waxs

Cars of full of games
When you decide to stay in-between the lines
Our hour watch is set
And the tower is a journey
Mistaken of not what I've said, navigations
I'm taken by the northern lights
Where her stare is like knocking coke bottles
Taken also by the look into her eyes
That she save the last promise that; I'll be with her

Are you taking by the side of the train, knock down before the an airstrike takes its place
Here our lands and the dance we're put out the smoke, and touch the house down
The light who's games has laws and an outlaw for a friend, set the rule therefore I'll draw ahead
For at least there will be interest, not as fast as oak tree sap and burnt an candle to and reminded how once
Forever the rock and the rock and not ride the turtles for they will slow you down.
hate that can be in volunteers to a sense of reason, action prefer necessity if taken down by the farm wreck

There fore To the others out there who couldn't be here
This one is for you.
Out in the open where the white flies and skies are written with clouds
This is a present for you.
Your and mine name will be free and remembered from the ruble that we put ourselves into.
Farmland, livestock and apples with seedless grapes
These are the chess peaces of the cows lead
over the fence and decide
What to do on this grass field where man can't decide when to love one another and put back M*A*S*H