we try to color with our pastels
running around a garden young
seeing what is in front
physchedlics are for children
floating on rainbows without rain
the colors are free with no pain
someones gonna get swallowed by clouds
then they will meet god and comeback to tell us
everything that we wanna know about the after world
which is right now is what we learned
but we'll still act, we'll still sit in the grass
and when winter comes, snow men will tell us the secrets
about santa clause our god, and the rest of our heros
remember being children was so fun?
I'm traveling heavy with illusions...
drugs are bad
so are mexicans.
i like it. more than i could ever like a mexican.
I see some racists haters here