If I had a tail I'd wag it.

Smile, don't look so serious. Smile, walk, smile, hiss... mourn over your butterfly wings.

The record plays very slowly, let's pick up the tempo...

you'd be better off not to know
of the wild seeds you let go
from your thorny fingertips

Invited the world into my home to show the bones stacked in my closet
A dumb little skeleton walking miles to chase a silly dream
Stubborn skull, split shoes, punctuated by abrasive feet
All the while stalking, walking, akward through the night

Holding the horizon hostage.

It's hard to leave when you can't find the door.

Why am I surrounded by assholes?

It's early, morning...
no one else is awake.
I'm back at my cliff.

Saw a beautiful girl on the corner of 9th and 18th st.