Met you at the cemetery
We caught frogs and moths and beetles
We discussed our deepest fears
Yours are ghosts, mine is people

If I had a heart it'd beat right out my chest
Right now I think I
Have something to tell you
Just promise me one thing

I have somethin

Nice to meet you
I'm a cryptid
I don't scare off many children
They just laugh it makes me livid
I'm not scary
Like I should be
Play with dolls when
No one's looking

Dad is Bigfoot
Mom is Nessie
Can't just say I tried my best, see
They're expecting s

What if I woke up and decided
I wanna dress like a pirate
I'm pretty tired of folding clothes
Every day down at Target

Well maybe someday I'll sail the sea
Glad I woke to write this song
If it makes me enough money
I'll be gone gone gone gone gone

Don't wanna

Welcome
But I thought
Ah ah ah! No need to think
Oh
Just repeat what you know
Okay

Leaves, bushels of apples
Dirt, thistles
Busy little birds
Raining, storming
Shelter, morning
Vegetable, fruit
Beans, seeds and gourds too

Rake, shovel
G

Kleptomaniacrow
Following me wherever I go
Hoping I'll drop something so
He can add to his collection
He likes the shiniest things
Dangling trinkets
Coins and beads
Offered up some crumbs to eat
But he didn't seem interested

Kleptomaniacrow
Why follow I?

I don't know what to say
Well I know what I mean
But I mean I don't know how to show what I mean
I can't communicate
What I'm trying to say
To somebody else probably cause

I can't transfer what I am thinking about
From my brain in my head to my mouth and
I can't

When you're gone I feel alone again
The voices cannot hold my hand
They keep me company at very best
Distract me from my loneliness

Maybe I'm just an anomaly
Even my demons have their families
Truly something must be wrong with me
To need you as much as I do

I

I'll wear my slippers to the studio
As I try to write a song
Change the words over and over
Lose each rhyme in the drafts I make

I wanna travel the world
I wanna stay in my bed
I wanna live but to live, you risk
Winding up dead

You wear your slippers in the mo

Where do snails go during the day?
They're probably somewhere playing video games
I'm sad they feel the need to go away
Go away

Where's the chapel where the mantis pray?
The leaves grow green then fall away
In reddish shades that crumple under six long legs
Leading

I think I really miss my bed
Oh when, oh when will the nightmare end?
I had it good, I had it good
And yet I left and can't retrace my steps
My steps
(Ohh)

You're gonna be eaten by a coyote
Run, little one, though the pack may follow
Two quite thin, their brothe

Cloud makers make pollution
There's a lady on a mountain smokin' who knows what
Just breathe through your mouth
And don't roll the windows down
Hold your breath in every tunnel
Give me a boost into the caboose of the train
Don't worry if we're trespassin'
Just take a