I think the ceiling should be swept a little, and kangaroos
I hear a girl whisper, when I’m lying in my bed. She talks about
She passed me by and made me feel blue. She passed me
Right now, we are a very dim star, but before too long our
I fell into the ceiling and cracke… my head again. The Doctor said he gave me a brain. But, I guess it’s not working.
I’m peaceful like a dove, or a still pool of water.
Happiness grows on trees, and the sky bleeds water. We flood the streets, as we kiss the yellow sun. Let’s run in cans,
I have a puppet for all the clowns who make me laugh.
Sarah is losing her mind, feeling stripped of all of her onion rings. Johnny is living in a
Lucy, listen to me. You don’t know where you’re headed, or where I’m coming to you
I’m a piece of wind, and so I cuddle with
I remember when I was your age. A little boy who dreamed of growing up. Don’t worry, child. That day is
I’m a disabled mush room, who is mentally handicap, and can’t think
Rain falls up into the sky, while the trees turn to ash and blow away
Watch your step coming down from the stars, and remember to keep