The Beatles

Words are flowing out likeEndless rain into a paper cupThey slither wildly as they slip away across the universe.Pools of sorrow waves of joyAre drifting through my opened mindPossessing and … Read more

I dig a ponyWell you can celebrate anything you wantWell you can celebrate anything you wantOoh.I do a road hogWell you can penetrate any place you goYes you can penetrate … Read more

Two of us riding nowhereSpending someone’sHard earned payTwo of us Sunday drivingNot arrivingOn our way back homeWe’re on our way homeWe’re on our way homeWe’re going home Two of us … Read more