mutt
09-25-2007, 01:32 PM
These lyrics are very off the cuff...inspired when listening to some black crowes. crits are welcome.
A sign of the sights is changing
Deep blue thoughts to hypnotic lights,
A reaction to the changing hues,
You called out now I've got my eyes on....
You are the one, another lonely prophet under the sun,
It's a daisy dream, the words you say and what they mean to
Me on my own, such a hollow throne to call a home,
So misses jane, my little sugar cane, what would it take,
to make our love one and the same,
sweet summer kiss, alone in sacred bliss,
fair the world well, will we be missed when
We go on now, to a new habitat,
humanity served its purpose,
social network went down,
that very night, but we had T-1 ethernet.
If I told you would you believe,
you had me on my knees when you were laying down
in your velvet gown, i've grown accustomed to your smell,
not of flowers, but sweat from hours,
of running round in circles after me my,
sweet summer kiss, alone in sacred bliss,
fair the world well, will we be missed when
We go on now, to a new habitat,
humanity served its purpose,
social network went down,
that very night, but when you were at bat.
A sign of the sights is changing
Deep blue thoughts to hypnotic lights,
A reaction to the changing hues,
You called out now I've got my eyes on....
You are the one, another lonely prophet under the sun,
It's a daisy dream, the words you say and what they mean to
Me on my own, such a hollow throne to call a home,
So misses jane, my little sugar cane, what would it take,
to make our love one and the same,
sweet summer kiss, alone in sacred bliss,
fair the world well, will we be missed when
We go on now, to a new habitat,
humanity served its purpose,
social network went down,
that very night, but we had T-1 ethernet.
If I told you would you believe,
you had me on my knees when you were laying down
in your velvet gown, i've grown accustomed to your smell,
not of flowers, but sweat from hours,
of running round in circles after me my,
sweet summer kiss, alone in sacred bliss,
fair the world well, will we be missed when
We go on now, to a new habitat,
humanity served its purpose,
social network went down,
that very night, but when you were at bat.