Rain falls up into the sky, while the trees turn to ash and blow away
Hell must think Jessica is sexy, because it’s attracted to her like a moth
Lucy, listen to me. You don’t know where you’re headed, or where I’m coming to you
If you leave, don’t come back to me. Don’t come back to me,
I’m a piece of wind, and so I cuddle with
Can I sleep next to you? I need to feel secure, and there’s no one
Fly through a wall, and land in a river. Feel the ray of the sun, and respond with a shiver.
If you can hear me, I want to tell you that me and the Hippies have a similar
Happiness grows on trees, and the sky bleeds water. We flood the streets, as we kiss the yellow sun. Let’s run in cans,
A steel boot is lodged into a painting drawn by an ape. Airplanes circle a
I want to get high, cause I’m feeling low. I want to feel
There’s always another option. I could always choose to not care anymore. I mean, being alone isn’t so bad. I don’t need a woman to be happy.
I want to eat her doughnut hole for a scrumptious
A merry-go-round dances in a pretty pink dress, and I’m dreaming
We should be lovers, cause no one knows what it’s like