We Are Supreme
The heart is beating the engine’s running How did we let it get this COLD and somehow avoid the MOLD…
Personal sacred hymns and poems for your enjoyment
The heart is beating the engine’s running How did we let it get this COLD and somehow avoid the MOLD…
I sit and LISTENto that nagging painthat pecks, pecks, pecksthe INSIDE ofmy brain Trying to leavethat SPARKLE in my eye…
With a SOFT and SILENT WHISPERYou KNOCKED on my front door Without a second lookYou FOUND MEon the floor Covered…
Sitting ALONEin the darkwondering…just who we arein this universe of STARS…in this place…WE CAN be ANYTHINGno one seemsto knowWE ARE…
LEARN all the stepsIt’s a 4×3 PRACTICE, practice, practiceget them downSoon you’ll be on your wayTo the DANCEWith all your…
There is a kingdomWhere we don’t sufferand never know painfree from diseasethat brings usto our knees We come togetheras ONEno…
(This is to be read like a hymn. Pick whatever 3 chords sound rad and punk it out) Paddle like…
My heart’s beenhammeredMy vision’s hurtThe past andthe future is nowbut will you be heresomehow?not to fill the holethe pain has…