Funky, hippie-like, bohemien type
Electric guitar creating a good morning song
I love to wake up to the noise of the birds
Edgy, running through the crowded days
The lack of sleep, dreaming about tomorrow’s tasks
To live in peace at heart, not denying the rotten words
Apples with worms, coconut’s cracking intriguing as a new love
If I could understand the world, if I could understand my life
Jumping muscles, songs that blow my thoughts
What he said got stuck on my walls, the rhythm was borderline insane and loved
Because I’m loved, I’m great, I’m by myself but I’m not lonely
I live with electric guitars running the show, too many people I’m gone…