MonkeyMadman

I'm up and I'm out I don't know where I'm going but I'll tell you when I get there, cause I'm tired of this place And I'll send you my love, cause it's all I ever wanted to share in the first place Homeward Bound, I'm a hobo And I'm looking for the piskies we prayed to for good crops, and the great-great-grandson of my brother long gone. Across the ocean, past the mountains, and the forest we played in 1652. I'll go to the town I lived in 1872, when I was someone else. I'm going home. And in 30 years when I come back, I'll see you with the son you always wanted I hope you named him Adam, like you always said you would. Yo

Graceful as ladies Your home sparkles and shimmers Slick, smooth Octopus

Fear is at my heels, like an eager puppy nipping at my ankles. Fear is in my throat, like a sore, a cold. Fear weighs on my shoulders, like a heavy shroud. Fear wraps its arms around me with the strength of a long-lost friend. Fear blinds me, with the light of the brightest sun, and the pitch black of the deepest abyss. Fear deafens me, like a thudding bass. Fear swallows me whole, like a monstrous ghoulish creature.

Upon my fair lady my eyes are laid, with eyes like the seas that shimmer and fiery hair subdued in braid, she is bright like an earthbound star, while the daylights about her fade.