Monday, June 15, 2009

Laying at the bottom of the ocean watching clouds and fish go bye

It’s been hours since I felt the inspiration
Months since feeling like a sun beam
But when I sleep and dream
I don’t let the world come in
I over see the land my father has made
Follow his grandmaster plain for me
Remember the smooth and relive the rough moments

My cotton candy wont melt hear
And ill say oh my my
I get to stand on the sun
And fell all right right

Tickle the feet of father time
Because hell always laugh
And never fake like he doesn’t enjoy a good laugh

The posein ivy wont itch
And ill be all right right
Till day when I cant remember
If I’m dreaming
Or really rubbing elbows with
Old time celebrities
To real to be wax
and to dead to be real

It will be the day before I dance till dawn
The evening before I meet Prince
And give him my extra time
And more then a kiss

Ill like it to be the hour past the last
When I lay at the bottom of the ocean
watching clouds and fish go bye

But that was the night before last

Tonight ill dream about that
Man my mom has been preparing for
The one that left to early to be attached
The one that came to soon to be whole
Ill dream of all those
Who stepped in the club and got kicked out
By father time
Cause when he not laughing he’s bouncing

Holding it down
With a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in his right
And a hot coco in the left

My dream world is broken by Mama Lisa.
"Get up its 2 oclock"

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