What have you seen in
my poetry

Did it take you somewhere

(I would like to go there
with you)

Everybody's waitin' to die
(me I'm just tryin' to keep 
flyin')

I was a long haired hippie
type
broke the rules
outlaw style

Slinging dirt
with open pipes
full throttle disease
anything illegal was
free

It's all right to
burn it down
burn it down

(just burn it
down)

I'm gonna ride
for you

Golden haired
baby blue

(you know I have a sky
for you
inside)

The times we fly
the times we fly

Real as shit
Got my back
got my wings

Bullets are nothin
when it comes to
friends

(we ride
we fly
never die)

Ghosts on the run
let's ride with our skulls

After jumping from planes,
and blah, blah, blah...

We hid in mountains
kept it in the vault,
ran from the cops (of course)

All of our romantic notions
foolish as they may seem

A kiss
(Puma)
Death-Wish

If there were someone else
to write poetry to

We should find them
(search the galaxies)

But these are for
you