Mr. Hue-man

I and my crusader king are now happily ever after. Our true religion repurposed, our fate like bait, we'll sit back stare through those windows to your eyes. Heard a panda scream bloody murder after you, Dan, tore it's head off because we got into a fight. But those stitches you've sewn for me, because of me, grants the innocence I sense when I'm with you. I pray to God I hear you all the time. Riding in the storm on the back of a stallion named Nahko... on our journey, I'm just a human being peaceful, with my knife by my side. I'm feeling this, so I blink one hundred and eighty two times. When I'm riding my wave, protect me with hands that carry nothing but faith. Teach my how to swim, so I can learn how to save a life. I've been sharing my situation, calling for a certain internal ethereal existence changing it's cut, it's outcome with all of your sounds soaring around my head, in and out. Whatever this feeling is next to being paid, doesn't compare, not even close. Where are your people? I will learn to see you peaceful, but will you beg for war at my doorstep. take my wallet, chain dangling, I'd be punk, I'd be a punk ass bitch for you. Sweetie. All my doors, I'm just crossing my fingers to have a call, to have you come, to be swept away. Lost and insecure, you found me lying on the floor, why'd we have to wait? When friendships carry out to sea like no other. Will cover the songs I find blown away in the breeze.....amen.