ON 3 GO

trading in my cards for a new boat, hope this one dont sink swim baby swim i was never raised to be fish bait one more time poney yee haw and i am off like glass just dont shake me or i will break into so many dreams the street sweeper wont sleep and his hands will gather more lines than time but i will still sleep like a birdy a new nest higher than a sunday mourning the kiss still on your cheek remember those golden years cause soon they will tarnish with years of disbelief that you never were what you said all of those images in your head every adult in your life told you sucess maybe youll get to Reno bank in the supermarket never have to work another day in your life but you will still have to use the backspace button everyone does its not like a drug or anything just a way to escape your reoccuring mistake see your only human i am not an ocotopus i can only do one thing at a time, wait no i cant see i will drive while i eat and chat on the phone hold the paper smoke a drag take a sip now you got it just down the street your almost there who wears a buckle they just dont fit i have a hard time throwing away shoes no matter how tattered they get.