Waiting by the phone
Isn’t home
No
More like metronome
On a drone
Meh
Silly little song
Can’t be wrong
No
Everything’s a lark
When you hark
Yeah
If you wanna know
Where to go
Oh
Listen to your mind
When it’s time
Flow
What else can be real?
How you feel
So
Get yourself in hand
Or you’re canned
Ho
Looking at the cycles
That you’ve got
What?
Patterns often flow
Don’t you know?
Alot
There was a time
Most divine
Thought
It was understood
Until it was
Not
