It's a love song to the self
A story recapped every
he's the latest superhero with powers so profound
he can leap
this isn't another new fashion
or a new plastic trend,
everybody's searching
I can recall the warm youth
of a summer day,
well the sheaves have all been brought,
but the fields have
Stranded...In a life in which you struggle
for acceptance is a
Going through a world of sad debris
Regard quixotic reveries of
Hey brother christian, with your high and mighty errand
Your
The wheat waving next to you
is healthy and so
Culture was the seed of proliferation
But it has gotten melded
And Progress is never intelligently planned
Its the facade of our
There's a watch in my pocket and its hands are
There's a specter in the corner of an illustrated page
You've got to quit your little charade
and join the freak
there's a place where everyone can be happy,
it's the