if this is an invatation, well then this is my rsvp. so on your list you can
scratch me off. you aren't the foreground and i am not the ground that you
can just walk on. i've had enough of the taste of your feet. i'm not wasting
away i'm just trying to get through my days, you know like one small leap
for mankind. i'd agrre that at this point scortched earth polocies maybe in
my best intrest. my social respect...i'am willing to lose. come on and drive
it in, i've got pills for the pain. oh i'm so good at escaping that you'd
never known i'd came. i can wash away shadows and with you i can do just the
same. if you are a god sent then the devil's my dame. you see it's me and my
witchdoctor that need slits for our blades. a velvet lining around a throat
is all the rage. a job is a job that won't produce this real change. let's
drive it into a perfect paragraph so we can form a perfect sentence. like
"there are motor vehicle things that we can drive across states". so we can
try to figure out how to control our own lives, these lives that we live for
and how could we forget that we have to die for.there are too many moons in
your eyes and not enough roses for those eyes. i drift in and out of
concious peaks which causes a real bad case of sleep. your moves just slice
through the air that you move through... let us cut to the chase. you blue
rose. (as i drift in and out of these uncouncious peaks of memories) yes
i've played parts in some of the greatest of movies, i'm the best actor that
you could meet. no no this is it, i'am over it, throwing the towel in. last
rites of the greatest thesbian. you'll see me on the moon and you'll be
standing on the ground like porcelin dolls you'll be speechless. i'll be
drifting in another place not out of space, just another place. a dream
finally realized. i'll be flying with an angel dropping at it's feet. living
in a cole mine caressing gods cheek. i'll be standing on the moon while your
standing on the ground i'll be drifting in and out of concious states.