Colorless Green Ideas

I admit I don't know you and I admit that you don't know me. I'm out of shape. I'm not as cool as your husband. I'm not as cool as your girlfriend. What am I to you? A mormon? A man on the street who wants to share his opinion? Am I just another reason to pretend That true love waits Can you hear the sound that the mother makes Can you hear the sound of my heart as it breaks Again and again and again like a wave upon a Californian shore I admit that I don't know you and I admit that you don't know me But maybe where we are now both of us is a place that we can both feel free To become who we need to be Time enough Space enough To get things done. I will return. I know you are in love with a city that is worth every feeling you throw at her I know that you love your children I know you love your children every one I ask for permission simply to be here And maybe, once in a while add a little fuel

Three blind mice see how they run see the cat chase after them Three blind mice their tails were cut off with a butcher's knife their fur is infested with fleas and lice Three blind mice in the bottom of drum in the iron sights of a gun Two blind mice colors of grey and white color of red One blind mouse crawling over the bodies of his wife and son crawling up the side of the barrel he's in Three brass shells hot out of the gun See how they run See how they run

The song "Burn The Witch" By Radiohead, is properly experienced in the visions of Bosch and the wild imagined landscapes - kiwis with funnels for hats. And it is also a silly harlequin story held in the soft glow of the reading light of a bed too big for one. Thomas Yorke has long been gifted with the ability to find health and beauty even if it means grasping it from the iron hand of the more Werner Herzog elements of our reality. This song would be a perfect soundtrack intro into some of the footage of "Grizzly Man", specifically the last moment, when Tim Treadwell nee Dexter sees the low flying jet stream push him back and his every instinct shines, mere hours before his death - to stay in the frame of his selfie. The ability he has to sense the danger to step too far to the right, too far to the left.. the expression of whipped dog on his face. The bear that would kill him was close. And it was not responding to the warm effusion of kindness th

i am supposedly it it posts on progressive blogs it has done this before how good to be how good except what of the mystery of faith sure you're a progressive that gets things done good for you I am just a progressive a pretender but hey I am willing to admit I am learning the controls and I might crash and burn so keep my dental records it keeps me from being just it

I touch you across nothing middle of nowhere I walk between earth and sky in a place neither sea nor storm nor land nor wind Can you feel me growing stronger? Can you see me learning to become The Person I Need to Be for Both of Us More for Me More for You Can you understand that love and the world with all its life and possibility Never goes dark like three matches in the dark One to light for you One to light for us And one to light my bong.