Right now and before now

Right now A sign out of slight When I get to it There will be no surprise A memory of gods behaving badly Cut it out The bother and the brother When do you know When your not in favor I can try and focus So many hit and then misses Times have changed At what point do I start screaming Lasting forever With good times Free on hands Then the redundant baine Country is so whiskey Sorry my friend The sadness will never melt White lines and hot tar roads The bold cold coffin Keep those nails tight Safe pastures for the soul A movement of the legs To be free from external forces Survival feelings are blank Just escape escape While I have gently collapsed on the floor Do you feel The moments I can't forget Talented potatoes Stay true to the way of round Ears running like locomotives In the misty air Blowing snow and ice Well welcome days of blue skies and the night stars Dark highway beat Rolling along with Music's last call for the closing portal of the free Sweet pungent burning leaves hijacks easy fun and difficult times growing up Feeling unusually high I go dip my finger in the sky Remembering The reason to hide Then a squirt A promise of delight Something's always drowning in my tea The rats would come sneaking vultures With all their dizzy tricks It"s been flipped Where is warning what makes me A happy revolving door The same way they roll They come in It's a fake forged from choosing sides From a hole Aaaaaa hole in paradise Blend Living with a admonish-er I am a one sided dollar bill Now Before A sign of a life A memory of sight Life with all its pointless missions No point in screaming It goes on and on Out-lasting forever With good times on hand Sorry my friend I'am with the band The sadness will never melt White lines and hot tar roads The bold cold seeking warmth Just escape escape While I have gently collapsed on the floor Do you feel The moments I can't forget Will you miss hope It is to never know its name To seek a door that hides a life For a mold like Pinocchio A nose with character Even the evil are looking good Love the beast Who tames the hood Tell us what the people are doing Pointing fingers of pain I swear to consider faith in ignorance Living with a admonish-er Forever correcting Always wrong Always the better right Walking down to the local pizzeria Pussy footing in baritone a/c Under where the rock bass sleep Stepping through an envelope Thanks for the visit