stretching body and mind through time, its ok for now, this time. but tomorrow... it will cost you five sheets; to collect a thought lost long ago to the unweilding and absorbing absorbants. am i ok now, well you know, i just dont know. i fly ahead, maybe slide straight of the handle over the edge of the map while you run at a normal pace, lagging behind. you see i jump six hundred metres, well out of my face, jumping to another place, i find that this sand pit is 1200 metres long, and im already at the concert so far gone, i like this tune, whats that song?
girlfriend. hey, hey girlfriend. that pink dress compliments your eyes, i need to cool down change colour and head to the back of the queue, this life is fast ((fast) even the letters are quick) paced it was just last week that i did that thing.... but i done so many fings since den maaaan. got to do it when your young, atleast i know when im going to sleep next its just a case of where. will it still be hot on the tarmac after the racey rude boys have ground up the ground, put my coat on look smart for the girl but theres always a little selfconciousness, ah! yes! the lack of funds for fun. the tarmac looks stiff but quietly appealing. the girl can be shallow. like the shallow end of the pool, deceptively warmer.
how much can a man do if a man can do, man. how much can a man do if a man can do, man.
i havent written for a little while. but now i have i smile. i line it all up single file and take whatever my mind throws. its time to do it again, the same old long winded show, it just seems to grow to an audience that never falters, a whole set that never alters. you can tell a lot by facial expressions, i put it all in this smile. i hope this isnt mistaken confidence.
all that succeeding gives us rings, and rings around our eyes.
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