Tag: vegetation

What do I care what other people think?
I believe there’s beauty in all dimensions
The first principle is that you must not fool yourself
I decided I would never decide again
Here, let me tell you about my theory of moving backwards in time …
… and I say, nature does whatever it likes
Well, I want to understand them
Nature has always looked like a horrible mess
That’s how you know you’re still alive
Here’s a song about a gray goose, the strangest goose
I began to realize it was going to be a long night
I really hadn’t had time to work out the ramifications
I got up with the feeling that the world was a hospitable place
The day had begun peaceably enough
They seemed to talk in code above my head
His future was somewhere else
The world performs miracles
You have to do something
They would be home before night fell
I don’t go out much
I think you’ll regret it
I know I should say I wish you well
You’ve been holding something back, haven’t you?
For something to burgeon, it must be new
Strictly, aggravate means to make a bad situation worse
They take over the neighborhood
Tell me about the voice in the night
It was almost beautiful in a way
You can find the way out from here
What could account for so much going wrong all at once?
This was just a temporary reprieve
What the hell are you doing?
It came to me that I was trespassing
Their eyes were in protruding knobs at either side of their heads
And then it was time to go somewhere else
It looked like a kind of punk porcupine
Some background checking is required
Still beautiful even in its decline
I don’t think she had any friends
For a while it was nothing, nothing at all
That’s how so many things happen
She would have to decide which way she was headed before she ran past that door
One never knows quite whom or what to trust
If I seem full of anger, it’s just my style
It’s not a pain exactly, it’s more like a longing
Where’d the hell you come from?
A silent place where no one would hear my cries of outrage or pleas for freedom
What sounds came from the street were distant, indistinguishable
Well, I’ve been having a great time here
There is evidence of styling gel