losing memories
losing memories
the gnomes are mining again
right behind the eye
losing memories
the gnomes are mining again
right behind the eye
what is there to say
when the words don't want to flow
sit back and just breathe
mysterious time
sitting among the flowers
breathing in the scents
remains of the day
discarded about the roads
what does this observe
now for the waiting
as anticipation builds
saturday bacon
participation
democracy's cornerstone
how will you engage
a bit of bourbon
some beans and a few things more
where's the bbq
everything shifts left
on it's way to be pear shaped
strive to be happy
on days like today
i'm just a crash test dummy
where's the damn seatbelt
you will be known by
the consiquences you leave
what are your choices