a little edgy
worth the bruise
we know a little funk
we know a little blues
our "thing" is yet unborn
we joke around it
we take strange turns
you like your greens
I stick to red
that didnt stop us
when we first met
remember, the glory,
the heat and the tears,
the menace, the joy,
the hope and the fears
foresee whats possible
assume whats clear
a little wiser, are we
a little less full of it
still no change of direction
no grabbing the wheel
if you asked me today
(and i can only speak for myself but)
I never felt so real

when you're hungover as shit after a spending a night drunk as a skunk