oh boy where have you led me on this windy night
i followed you all the way until you jumped into water
all your colours dissolved
i want to make out but i can't make you out
i am here holding nothing but a hope now
because its that silent
(this is a joke)
Bill:Hey whats a stoners favorite word?
Bob:I don't know man, What?
Bill:Ear
Bob:Ear..?
Bob:Yeah (acts like he is hitting a joint and holds breath "EAR" taps him and passes the joint)