All the world’s a stage, but I’m no actor. I can’t play a role,
I think the ceiling should be swept a little, and kangaroos
Find a place to hide, and hide yourself away from the world.
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.
In time, we get it wrong. And, we can never go back. It’s too far of a climb. We would never make it, even if we tried.
I remember when I was your age. A little boy who dreamed of growing up. Don’t worry, child. That day is
Green sun, won’t you kiss me? Purple cloud, is what I am to you. Let’s cross the bridge,
I stepped foot into a chain and fell into a snow flake,
I am the child, who sits alone. I write dreams, that
Don’t waste your juice box, Mr. Turtle. Turn around and face the
Look around you. What do you see? I see apples, and forests of green.
I’m sitting by myself today, just like I always do. I’m all alone
I’m in love with sad numbers that make rain drip down my round pumpkin.
Mother Mary came to me in a dream, and told me I should get saved. I firmly told her I never would, that I had decided to live my
If you leave, don’t come back to me. Don’t come back to me,