I was around
When my momma said: Son
You’re kinda lonely

I was around
When my dear told me
You’re not the center of the world Jo
I know that’s sad but its true

Was around
When the wars were calling
I need to go mom

Honey I know
You need to prove

I confess with no regrets, was waiting for a last lullaby
My dry old mouth from dust to skin, since my father
Tough me to sin
And I confess, I was wrong
About everyone
In my defense, down here on Earth
I was made this way since my birth
Cause summertime was never mean

A soothsayer told me once
You’re gonna die in a drive boy and I won’t be
Surprised if you do
I’ll drive it anyway, like a rolling stone

So please don’t bother me
These floral nightlights of words are
Getting me dumb
And love is in the air, like a dance of death