i met this guy who read a book
and he liked to eat little chives from the beach
and he never ever lived....ever
i like to run around
singing about nothing
cause i dont have anything write about
but its really fun to walk around and pretend you do
because you like to put on your shoes
and then you put it down
and then you smack it up
and then you like to run around and you track it up
and then you read a book
and then you say goodbye
and then they die
no i dont even wanna
i like write about
lots of pretty words
and say their ment to be
about a little tree
i ran away one day
and said i had a sock
and then threw it away in a truck
i dont know why
saw a bird feeding through a tree
and he looked like a me
and he wanted to run away with me
but i said no have to stay a bit
then you gotta take your shit
and move away
for the winter someday
and youll never understand
cause youll never understand
cause i like to watch the conversations run dry
but its really akward when you say goodbye.
