Do you remember? Can you?
Maybe it was just a moment. Maybe it was many.
Sweaty bodies packed with instruments, clowns and wonder dust.
Lose yourself in the stimuli. Tap into the
harmonic.
Heartmonic. Harmanic. Heartmanic. Which one is it again?
Leopard print pants. Drawing with lipstick all over your face.
While i also light the dream fire of wonder, I’ll stay a while for your rage & terror too
Quetzalcoatl playing tricks.
I bring for you a filter of wonder… or maybe of horror.
The woman of the stars. She wants to bring the Olympics
They thought she was crazy. I saw something else.
That was one of the first dream bridges.
You learn to be careful what you open.
Folie à plusieurs
Madness of many.
Don’t forget to see your own too.
What’s coming for me now.
Words of a recent past, of a recent self
I try to make reborn. Here I am now. Madness is my moniker. Laughing, kind hearts, kind face
Holding it here for you around the fire.
So you can see there is a place you can rest, let go, just feel alright
Come play with me. drums, drug therapy and dynamite
But mostly I’ll just look into your eyes and listen.
I wanna see your poetry. I wanna catalyze you.
Like a child with the soul of a grandmother
Lost loves, romance that stirs
Does it feel alright? Really? Don’t think.
Just keep going. It’ll come out
Broken jewelry strung together
Rainbow. Black. Rainbow. Black. Rainbow or Black. No. Rainbow and Black.
Fuck fuck it why fuck fuck fuck
Tranquilo amor. Tranquilo. Ahhhhh
Keep the flame going and I’ll be back for you one day.
Held in balance.
Satan – Jesus
a passionate all-nighter
Falling in love
Hah. At least thats how i remember it.
When I woke up from the dream.
I’ll let you know when I get the tattoo
But it won’t all be rainbows and butterflies
I love you. Now come with me!
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