a menagerie of green is sleeping silently at ease if the wind hummed both our mothers favorite hymnal song and though i felt indignant bout the cause of the events it was apparent very early i was no the cause oh fee and fie oh foe and then fum there is a giant looming over us while she wants what she wants just summer seeds planted in recklessness so very very lightly on the strings of what we are there is a hollow yellow yelling at the stars tonight while feuding fading fury sunk in deeply to the bone as if they d tried to figure out what they would like to try while you and i and everyone else we have no clue what we are doing here but we want what we want and never thought that we could want too much and though i speak these words do not mean that i have ever really had an understanding or can i try to do what i like and hope that there is nothing gained from this pretending so i am born from now till i m gone when i leave i won t be waiting on forever all my life i ve done what i liked though there are times that i have wanted to be better i shall be all that i can see floating in and out of this life but i have found these words do not resound but float among our sleeping eyelids when night descends and lays me in my bed i ll turn to face the silence morning