No Splash

In January, I fell to the cobblestone In April, I cut little paper flowers In August, I drank cold tea on my lonesome In October, I was introduced to "scour" I love New York Saturdays But Mondays last longer And since I plan to live a long life Maybe I'll surf a thousand Mondays and swallow the burn To ???? the week for all its got to get My shoddy rotten ribs stick, forgot my ribs I got a lil' something called a spirit crisis on my skull And it's nothing short of ferocious but I swallowed the dosage I got a mantle, on the mantle is a candle On the candle is a flame that burns to symbolize the day Gretel met Hansel Then I settle in a stand still I live forever reaching for the sun Hoping some lucky day I'll clutch and get a hand full Rope ladder, I'm a swinging anvil And I wanna turn skullies and tummies with pretty lullabye, bye The way my gypsy dances makes a monster retreat to fetal I never felt so damn young But you don't look a day over zero And you don't look a day in the times cuz it'll make you realize The night is near so, In a code: "dream", I clean around the edges I tidy up the tabletop, and lectured all the pledges I never really knew the true definition of precious Till my angel wit the beautiful red locks gave me the message I'm a fully animated life tree See the root of the mute button was dug up bug up on a song Of "I'm a fully animated life tree With branches for the heavens to admire naturally"

We all know what a halo is But we all don't know the horrors if your halo tips I be the matador making your pretty little heels click I be the Sword in the Stone of the contemporary eclipse I'm incredibly exhausted You can't imagine, got my warm spirit stuck in my teeth, I'm obsolete Freedom freedom freedom fighter beginning For the sake of better demeanor and such to bust (rap about), fuckin fantastic Every little step she take breaks the chambers in your chest, Enveloped in the abomidable trouble Subtle for a cruel second, lied for an hour Screamin 'til it peaks, and then my whole weekend turns sour I ain't been around the world but I been around the block I ain't seen everything but I seen enough to talk I ain't a prophet, I ain't the Second Coming of Christ I'm just a mason with a will to build and a little advice I wanna weave a web, I bought a set of knitting needles Fiddlin' with a theme/dream, silent Pat on the hole in bottom divy to where the portraits astonish ["A hidden place with wonderful things inside" is my closest interpretation] You won't regret a single solitary step, I promise Look, in a situation where a dragon guards the gate I make a true spur of the moment grown decision Which, in turn, allows me to be something normal With the prefix of the "ab-" And I can kill every monster if I gotta, that's that Rockin it, rockin it, clippership rockin it Be the little guinea pig, dig? I'm tryin to make an exit with no ripples in the water No splash, let the poison slide down down the hatch It's like that

you're both wrong

In October I was introduced as coward

I'll surf a thousand Mondays and swallow the burns to milk the week for all its got to give me shoddy rotten ribs. Thick forgot my ribs.

The way my gypsy dances makes a miser retreat to fetal.

So in a cold dream, I clean around the edges.

See the root of the mute button was dug up, hug up on a song of...

Dream, war, love, honor, crime, innocence, tragedy, sunshine Friendship, death, passion, heroism, God, suffering, joy, fate Destiny, treasure, stars, skull, hunger, murder, silence, mayhem Health, pain, space, breath, sound, guilt, pride, time

Subtle for a cool second. Loud for an hour.

Fiddling with a theme, dream solid

Paddle the hole-in-the-bottom dingy to where the portraits astonish