on a pilgrimage
on a pilgrimage
to visit mister luncoln
wisdom to be found
on a pilgrimage
to visit mister luncoln
wisdom to be found
do not be alone
for we are social creatures
now go hug someone
full of being sad
away from the joy of life
i will cry with you
my heart is a fish
hiding in the watergrass
under a blue sky
there are times in life
where you need to be somewhere
your wants matter not
modern air travel
things that make me unhappy
pain and suffering
caught in depression
crushed by the weight upon you
i will hide with you
the need for sunshine
drives some choices made today
slightly to the left
armed with a sharp stick
poking things that need to be
agent for chaos
those tales inside us
listen to them with wonder
which of them are real