As if it wasn’t hard enough to begin again

There isn’t any point in asking, ‘Where you been?’

We all just come and go as we please

Especially when we’re not down on our knees

We slept in other people’s beds

We raised life out of the dead

And now there’s no run around

It’s just back & forth – BOUND

Rockin’ my own cradle

Without a gravy ladle

Just grooving to the sound

Of voices all around

This world complains! It’s out of control!

Is it a bird? A plane? No, it’s REMOTE!

Remote & Re-Moot, my own horn I toot!

See? Now I’m a teacher (Became quite astute)

As the sun beams out it’s rays

My eyes are a blaze!

Didn’t get my glasses yet

It’s too bad I can’t get wet

The rain bows & blesses

Got plenty of dresses, but I stay out of messes

Since I truly love Robert (Palmer) & Jim (CARREY)

It’s not all grim when I’m a mim


About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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