Changing of the Seasons
Spring sat there
Blessing the Earth
Birds flocked together
Just to hear her sweet melody
Trees stood tall
To protect her from evil spirits
That swarmed like bees
Yet they could not touch
What they could not see
Yet they could not touch
What they could not understand
She held out her hand
And everything she touched
Came to life
Giving birth faster
Than destruction can take it away
Grandmother I see you
I see you helping Autumn
Even though you are not with me
I can feel your precense
And it’s the changing of the seasons
Her name is summer
There she goes
Walking down the street
Strutting her stuff
With a short miniskirt
And a tight blouse
You know the one that drive all the boys wild
The one that all the girls talk about
Now summer had a way with seduction
She would whisper sweet words for those who hear
Mixed with intoxicants
And she was irresistible
Say the right things and her love was intense
Passionate
A mixture of blindness and adrenaline
Many nights addicted too high velocity
On motor bikes
Rubbed the wrong way
And she shifted into the black widow
Kiko tasted her lips
Riding Kawasaki
Lost balance
And cranium smashed right onto a brick wall
She just smiled while
He drowned in a pool of his on blood.
Lovers were also trapped in heat with their blood boiling
Ready to lay a cold body in the street
In an feeble attempt to turn down the heat
Nyc and worldwide city streets
Suffer the consequences.
Autumn gave way
And she introduced to a couple of friends
Her name was Mary Jane
Mr. Walker was his name
Inhaling her fragrance
Was her nature
Ethanol intake
Sipping violently was his game
Warped mind
Where sick thoughts reside
And satisfy
My craving
For a nonexistent future
Im in the dark
Turn the switch on
But my future looks dim
And surviving from myself,
Well lets say my chances are slim
Im so happy I can cry!
Blow my brains out
HORRAY!
Now confetti brains adorn
The wall where
my own shadow once lived
and tried to choke me.
Old man winter was bitter and cold
But stole the show
When he decorated the land
With his white blanket.
A childhood buddy of mine
Was restless and
Stumbled out of bed and fell
Only to realize
That she had Lost her mind
Then she finally found it
So she chased it down
A 7th floor building
So when she made it
I stood by her side
Next to her eternal bed
And I asked her
Is there a heaven for people like Us?
There was no reply.
