Slowreader Politics Music & Drugs
curious of many things but too lazy to move
far enough to spread the wings i stuck on with old glue
if the cloud cover maintains it's reign on summer
i'll still shine pale white next to a tender tan
worn in place of the innocent girl
i hardly understand
perfect at most social gatherings of no more than ten
perfectly groomed people keeping tabs on what they spend
i don't have many ways to tame the boring
but if you'd like to stay i'll tell you all i know
about politics, music and drugs
and then it's time to go
dear, i looked and looked for days but found
only arrows pointing straight between my ears
and i could almost say a sound
i'd rather sit and stare with you my dear
