One Stranger Than the Other
Creeping in the night
Moonlight like stars shine
Grim reapers fly,
Cats meow to the sight
Ashley said "G you gotta go to z"
Z met M, so we all do
Like natives and modern man,
Is it money?
Is it greed?
Is it our imagination?
All I know is that we insane!
From flies to ice
Like sky full of clouds,
Blue as blue and no lies
Questions of a moor.
Riddles die, doors closed
mates pass by Like sports cars speeding,
Red as blood, blood like line
No selection, no chosen one!
Champs and lads to geeks
The personification of personalities,
Body as a vehicle, a coupe with my lady
Fast lane but im cruising,
Sleeping but awake
Eyes shut but I see the light,
Dreams of some sort
Imagination as life, life like juice
Juice so sweet and bread so tasty,
Rain forests and deserts,
now that's a sandwich
Mmmm! yummy.
More red, more roses please
O that's for my lady,
Black robes and beautiful dresses
High men to clergy,
A miller like a scholar
just without the machinery,
Stoners and writers,
To poets and rappers
Constructing words,
building paragraphs
No! we not masons Just free men,
Writing to the mass I hope
they understand my message.
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