I dropped my fork

"please, your honor"
is what I said
I said to the judge
inside my head
"please forgive the tantrum
that went off in my brain"

wind and hair 2

sometimes cells rebel
and form a certain kind of hell
and it steals your body
from out under you
and everything you planned
like sand
falls right through your hands
leaving you to ask
what do I do

wind and hair

I can still feel the wind
blowing through my hair
even though I have
no hair anymore
when we're out driving
in that cool country air
I almost feel
like I did before

but we're not driving 
in the country today
we're going to the hospital
I've memorized the way

guilty conscience 2

dear farmboy
I guess I need to say to you
that you're severely lacking
in the area of smarts
looks to me
like you think it's okay for you
to do the stupid things you do
like they're works of art

          I'm your guilty conscience
          and you need to straighten up
          I tell you, mister
          I have had enough
          of you and your guitar
          who do you think you are
          wishing on a falling star
          look, I know better than you

          

guilty conscience

dear farmboy
I'm writing you this letter
because I need to tell you
what an asshole you've been
I'm thinking
you could be doing better
but you do the same old shit
time and time again

          I'm your guilty conscience
          and I know how you should live
          but it's becoming to get harder
          to forgive
          your sick and twisted ways
          I see right through your ganja haze
          let me tell you, if I may
          I know better than you

me and gravity

me and gravity
we don't get along
it wants to drag me down
and I'm saying that's just wrong
I should be in that wild blue yonder
soaring to the stars
getting into trouble out on
Jupiter and Mars
but, you see,
gravity
oh, gravity
it's got a hold on me

I don't want to dream anymore (verse 2)

I don't want to hope anymore
what I want is the truth
that life can get better
I guess I need some proof
and I don't want excuses
or two-bit alibis
I need to see what's in front of me
with my own two eyes