JUMBLED THOUGHTs ARE RUSHING AROUND LIKE LOTS OF LOST ELECTRONS AND PROTONS AND MY AXONS ACT LIKE BYGONES AND LET BE WHAT THEY ARE
modest mouse said it best and indeed there is swimming around in my head and indeed bukowski is pretty good read.
out loud and given that the universe is shaped exactly like the earth ill keep on going in a straight line enough and end up where i were.
my only solace is found in finding the lost and proclaiming it found
i would rather pull a tree up from the ground and turn it upside down that turn over a new leaf
i dont wanna be a clown again
no i dont wanna live this triangle
i dont wanna be a clown now
and i long to carry on
in the beggining we were oh so grand
we started out as something pure and sincere
but now we see the evil within
i cant tell you
whats the reason