Pure stuff

Nothing is fair
Everything is found on these days.
This stuff’s not good enough
There’s nothing good enough!

Don’t matter half they say
And pretty soon she’ll cease to speak at all
What could he have to talk about?
You ... my song to catch.

Now that I remind me of
The days that I
We’re not holding a dream.

Nothing is right,
My body chains been back to ... my neck
This stuff’s not good enough
There’s nothing good enough!

Now that I remind me of
The days that I
We’re not holding a dream.

Let her out of the cage
She’s been turning...
The smell is filling the air
Of the... deep and posing ....