Heartache No 9 Me-Lotto
from having been a larva,
As a child is born,
from being in a mother's womb,
But how many times,
have you wished you were some other;
Someone than who you are.
Yet who's to say that if all were uncovered,
You will like what you see;
You can only be you,
as I can only be me.
Flowers can not bloom,
until it is their season,
As we would not be here,
unless it was our destiny,
But how many times,
have you wished to be in spaces,
Times, places than what you were.
Yet who's to say with unfamiliar faces,
You could
Dogs
packed a lunch of tea and
orange at mercedes
five and dime
now im slipping out the back
door and im feeling alright
found the bosses gold
camero think ill
take it for a ride
cross the world to californai
where i know shes waiting
she picks me up like ive never
been down before
and its hard to think you got
the best of me yet
i can't believe while these
dogs are at the door honey
you came to take apart
whats left of me
120 down the freeeway about
a thousand miles to go
cross the border to resida
outskirts on the avenue
cants escape the operator
california here i come
groves are passin by the way
and i know its waiting
she picks me up like ive never
been down before
and its hard to think you got
the best of me yet
i cant believe while these
dogs are at the door honey
you came to take apart whats
left of me
pileup on the berkshire turnstile
bout a thousand miles to go
there the feelin faded quickly
madonnas on the radio
packed a lunch of tea and
orange think ill take it for a ride
cross the world to california
where i know shes waiting
she picks me up like ive never
been down before
and its hard to think you got the
best of me yet
i cant believe while these dogs
are at the door honey
you came to take apart whats
left of me Me-Lotto