blonde

Blonde Of A New Way To See
Date: unknown


Being cosmic is so untame
Metamorphic
Metaphysical
Coincidental
Being cosmic is a drag off a blunt
Instead of a run you hit a bunt
Walk to second
Score three outs
Play the ball, not the field
See where you fall
This was never meant to be
So, if you want me, baby
You're gonna' have to call me
Without your phone
I've got no one with me
Except my tone
My attitude is not dependent
Too lonely am I
Hating life as the independent
It's all right
Walk your way
My drug is contact
Your existence to me
Is only a natural fact
And that is cool with me
The blonde of a new way to see
A direction somewhere off the map....