this makes no fucking sense.

saying i love you after the first date kind of scares me.

holding the door for me, excites me.

long talks about nothing don't exist on my planet.

here we speak of music, love and unity.

the doors are open, so come on  in.

just don't forget your friends and bring the whiskey.

when the new grass grows in you will understand

how hard it is to mow. stars will be out tonight

along with the bees, my heart goes out to all the

creepy old men. someone has to give them love

sometimes. but it's not me, it's that redhead from

work that wears only apples and sings in peaches.

she can take care of all of them. while the elephants

scream and the lions dance. the world is on pause

while i find my pants.