The Loop Loft

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Roll Your Eyes


Go ahead and roll your eyes while I roll the dice you just spread karma my way if you want to blaze a trail if you want to sacrifice oftentimes people with frown on you question your motives say you are crazy even arrest you on heresy we have come to an age where words do kill believe what you may romance is to serenade like two young lovers even against the odds the heart beats stronger I only mean to chase romantic cover cuz even in Grace Saint Theresa's in ecstasy if I'm to climb a mountain there's much to see and the higher you climb the more you are challenged so throw your frown upon me knock me down with your lies there's only Grace in Paradise you lift me up when you crucify me what a surprise Christ has risen from the dead Surly gives meaning to Paradise go ahead and roll your eyes while I roll the dice you just spread karma my way if you want to blaze a trail if you want to sacrifice often times people will frown on you question your motives say you're crazy even arrest you on heresy we have come to an age where words do kill believe what you may romance is to serenade like two young lovers even against the odds the heartbeat grows stronger I only mean to chase romantic cover because you even in Grace Saint Theresa's in ecstasy

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Timbuctu





I wanna ride I wanna ride with you I wanna drive to timbuctu like it was new the first mountain view we could drive to butte a hundred  miles and hour Montana is pure as a flower and I'm loving you by the moment we could drive just me and you and the rising moon and when we get high from the smell of June and the perfume of the flower and I sit here and write this song and I'm traveling along in my head then I see on a plateau near the grand canyon a heard of buffalo and I'm reminded this is there land I wanna ride I wanna ride with you I wanna drive to timbuctu like it was new the first mountain view we could drive to butte a hundred  miles and hour Montana is pure as a flower and I'm loving you we could drive just me and you and the rising moon and when we get high from the smell of June and the perfume of the flowers and I sit here and write this song I'm traveling along in my head then i see a plateau near the grand canyon a heard of buffalo and I'm reminded this is their land