Bomb our nation
do it all...
Yes i remember all those harsh words you said to...
i remember when you said a h03 is all ill ever be...
Why is it when life brings you a present
we stomp on it, we shrug it off...
My position is sometimes left of center.
So I'll open my mind feel free to enter...
Open your heart
let the poor in...
FIVE
Wires, wires, zip and zap...
I do not look for the fight, the fight finds me
i try to avoid it, but it must forever be...
From slow Mondays
To Holy Sundays...
As you figure
I am back...
I want someone
To stop me...
It was a cold November day,
it was a sickening hot July...
Fearfull eyes glance
my way...