Neat, Ordered & Straight


Neat, ordered & straight
I’ll never understand
Structured life, I’ll never relate

Always livin’ on a whim
Deep in spontaneous life
Chances of calming, pretty slim


Maybe Those Were The Days


Maybe those were the days
I wasn’t so perfect, structured or neat
Rebelling against all humanity
Could’t tell the difference in defeat
A crooked line to follow
A wrinkled brow upon the figurehead
Our dreams fractured when applied
Lost within reality’s pragmatism instead