Posted on Jul 19, 2008
My brain works like this, i see an old lady, i see a little kid, i see a monster under my bed, and i spell it like this. Eye sea an ohld laedie, my eyes see some little punk, some little thing, some little guy.
My eyes work like this, i hear this good song, i buy the good song and stitch it into my shirt, i hear a bird tweeting and chirping, and i . burn the bad songs to the ground, to the ashes in the dust
My ears work like this, i pick up my guitar and strum, everything that comes out must be captured so i put a box next to it and i can . feel everything fall in it... some comes back out.
My God works like this, He covers me, He heals me, He watches me, He finds me, He inspires me, He takes me (places)
. He's not cheesey, He's not a fiction, He's not worried, He's more than a feeling, He's not me but He's in me, like that shirt
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