i thought you over a million of times

i can’t hide my rhymes

my heart seems hidden

through many layers you must slither

but this sounds like your classic

heartache, heartbreak poem

of a heart grown cold

the evil world done it too

i have something good inside me

first i have to trust you

trust is earned

nothing that is there from the beginning

and swedish girls are so suspicious

at least americans, though prude, will step into the arena at once

twice, three, four

times i have thought you over

and you are my four-leaf clover

and it is over, over

cold shoulder on the world

like syd

did with pink floyd and the rest of the world

schizophrenia

i really love you

and i mean you

frequent use of lsd

by syd

i have never taken it

but it is legal

in the czech republic

let’s go to prague babe

that was already written in ‘’let’s run away’’ i think

yeah the internet has made me stupid

everyone is aware it makes you stupid

the work of the devil i already said

technology is the work of the devil i said

google is the work of the devil i said

so to say something new

no one to pursue

they even took away the two ladies here, i think

and i don’t drink anymore

good that

it was self-medication

no one to arrive at my station

what about terrapin station

and what about staying to the title

i don’t want to scroll up in the microsoft word document

i see you are just writing stream-of-consciousness

yeah but it seems like repeat everything i have said

pink floyd- was it love or the idea of being in love

i believe in true love

though few achieve it

and the ‘’big’’ love like people talk about in Sweden

seethe in

oh you’re scared

me too

i build walls

or like  ‘’m’’ said

the prickly hairs in the cactus wasn’t put there by her

i sent her a letter the other day, but she did not respond

i’m good at wagering

so bad luck in love

i ain’t ever been to vegas, but i gambled all my life

where is my wife

i’m forty-six

and this is the biggest REPEAT poem i have ever written

nothing new is coming up

basically

****now phish is playing their best version of prince caspian

maybe something good will come up

island package 1998

oh to be prince caspian

oh to be prince caspian

i showered to this version of the song

nothing to return to but their demons in their caves

oh to be prince caspian

oh to have something to say