only explanation is being born under an unlucky star
this feeling of a black cloud over my head
a black dog following me around all the time
I mean serious black
wanted to uncover it all and know the truth
searching for a shred of proof
trekked to the source once but it was closed for the season
got a ticket for my karma speeding through the universe
my meditation was the waterfall crashing upon the rocks
smoke from incense dancing round and round
to the sound of a song of silence
I’ve always been a ship without a rudder
...drifting, drifting into uncharted waters full of sharks
once met a girl from cincinnati
thought we had something going
she was a lost soul, but I was as lost than she was
couldn’t help her find herself
my love for anyone is always behind an 8 ball
there’s too much crying in the world
my understanding of things is sometimes too good for my own good
the truth was I didn’t really want to know the truth
I just don’t care anymore...I really don’t
laid in the sand hoping the tides would pull me out to sea
the ocean speaks to us every time it rushes the shore SWISSSH SWISSSSSSH
in the middle of night in the middle of some serious drinking it began to rain
does rain happen because the clouds are crying?