it may seem this life is morbid
these seems these seems
oh heaven forbid
what is now surly
the who who is
like what like now black and white cow
but ive more to do then chew cud
ill shoot an arrow with cupids blood
frightening as it may seem
id just like to scream
the frost is cool the meadow white
hey their who turned out the light
quite right my fine being of presence
looking up is the moon in its cresent
drinking its beams for quite a while
nows the time to reconcile