Moth-er fuck-ing, shit! Spider on toothbrush bristles! Still, minty fresh breath.

Like this old relic Let’s get lost in the current: My new adventure.

Sing me a story; I’d drive another ninety Just to hear you play.

Perhaps if I stand Ever so still beside you Magic will happen.

Slick droplets of rain Bring out Mother Nature’s friends For an Autumn bath.

When all that was left Was the fear of endless doubt, He gave me the rain.

Hit the button, babe. Let’s turn breakfast into brunch And sleep a bit more.

Watch your step, my dear. These winds force us all to land And rest for a bit.

Let my lyrics lick The heart beating in your soul, Surrender to me.

Moisture from a kiss, Your breath crawling over skin. My darling, you win.