I am sorry that I set my sights
On the things
Caramia
Blank notebook and a back pocket fade
You used to mock
Sittin' in Darwin's theory
You're down in the forty-eight
I'm practicin' politic
She's got a case against me
A jury of my peers
And
Remember everything I told you
Keep it in your heart like
Hey kind friend
I don't know when I'll see you again
On
It's alright forty days of rain
The skin stretched our from
It's dark at 4 pm in Leeds
The steeples pierce the
Scooter boys and Argentineans
Europe shed the blood of the Indians
Here
One hundred 'n' fifteen
You are seventeen
Itchy trigger
And venomous
You're grow