Joker's Daughter Cake And July
Where did July go,
Is it under my pillow?
How did I get here?
Did I sleep through it all?
Behind the curtain,
Nothing lies certain, no nothing at all.
Where did the cake go?
Has it come with July
Faster than the speed of tractors and cars.
On route 66, it’s empty and clean,
But not so pristine
It's too hard to rest now
It's 3 in the morning I hope I can get me a free ride
And the road is a long one
But it's full of noise and the fly over the shapes
golden breast
At 4:58 the sun stroke the ___ sky
but there was no sign of breaking
behind the faces and anticipation
