the effort

to be the one you would love to be. The race to see who is telling the truth and do you have a magical lasso to make you tell them to. The invisible jet the invisible refrain from what we wanted to say. The new ecology is where we are headed. The compass of your mind leading you to the answers where we could probably solve them with an etch a sketch. Indecent proposals are left at the stage door when we couldn't go to sleep. Let's run and eat at the same time. Peanut butter, bananas, a strawberry that looks like an ear, and I can't remember the last time I had been there.
The cycle of the ocean waves cleaned the inner ear of life grandstanding. The box of a gift was left here in the quiet solace of the night. The black clouds are rolling in with the ferocity of the tiger beat. Can you see the foolish bets that they made in the early morning Kentucky bound. Sometimes I want to stay out, but it's better to be in. All bets are in and I'll say that maybe this wasn't the way to go. I can't say the handcuffs of your heart were the right thing to do, maybe it's what you always thought was right. A piece of butter and you're toast for the golden triangle to detect. Let's do this, let's misappropriate those funds.