Burial Ground

I started writing this song a long time ago...I just found it again. I know now what I didn't know then. I'm not a lyricist. I'm a poet. But maybe that'll lead to lyricism. mhmm. I drove down to the beach Walked along the stoney ground It wasn't long before you came along and stole my soul I walked on an Indian burial ground my soul, my soul was buried with you you took my heart what a way to start this love the end, the end it came too soon now it's just the stars and moon looking at another night because you're gone, lost beneath the sand chorus your heart's right stuck in the middle of your chest but you say that you know best you've never felt like this before your heart rots, it's burnt to the core but you say you know best, you say you've seen it all before

Monday, Bloody Monday

I just had a 1960s movie moment. The song was playing, that one from an old movie. And there was a guy with long hair that I hadn't seen in ages. He didn't have long hair last time. And there was a guy with a beard. A long beard. And I was rocking the Zooey Deschanel hair cut. I'm sure she wasn't the first to rock it but she's made it famous for this generation. I felt happy and I went into the lou I decided I had a fabulous body. And I didn't care who read my ramblings. And I just wanted to draw and have those creations cover people's walls. And that I wasn't happy and I wanted to do something about it. And that this town, oh this town, is such a kill joy but it wasn't gonna kill my joy. Look out world I got excited for 2 minutes there. Let's make it last.