It’s a good song
A peroration followed by a standing ovation
A somnambulist that got REM sleep
It’s hearing a cliché and thinking: ”Damn, that’s deep”
It’s you
It’s me
It’s Cumming four times
It’s in the air conditioner
Hair conditioner
Love with no conditions
It’s vials full of soporific honey
It’s having four quarters and a dime
Cus’ ninety nine cents ain’t enough money
It’s getting my point across without having to scream
It’s leaning on a shady oak tree
Smoking trees
It’s the white noise and the moments
Before falling asleep
You know…like when you are not really awake
But still, counting sheep
It’s a mushy poem written after hysteria
It’s henna, ripe kiwi, and no interruptions on the radio
This is short and its quite simple
The message is very clear:
Eden is everywhere!
So come and take a walk with me there dear
Two Lips
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