Thursday, July 14, 2011

There's a morning shining sun
coming down the river
I try to catch it with my fishing glove
but it likes to skip away
sincerely beautiful
as my eyes just burn

Ben sure can have it
He got bigger hands
He can just lean and catch it
while i just watch the rest

People are gatherin now
My sun is now scared
They all lean in
They all think it's sacred

It's just my little sun
go away..

It's just my little sun
go away
It's just my little sun
go away
It's just my little sun
go away,go away


To Talk

To talk is to live
To walk is to give
the talk a great presentation
so walk and talk about it
solve it all and all again
until every word you have stored
in all those years you've been told
slide down your memory
and creativity in you is fading
nothing to stop you from drowning

and the world is old enough to forget
the sins of erasing the beginning

and you talk and talk and talk
as i forget what I've said
do you remember what i meant
the words that just drained down me
the words that just drained down me
were my last..