Jesus Hairdo
inside the blood of the warrior
he was the lonesome hero
and a fighter of king Gunther
black was his armour
his sword was faster than winds
under the sign of the falcon
he beats every enemy
one eye in his head that shows
how many fights he had
and the long scare in his face
that shows how he was injured.
his home in the higher north
is a place called Tronje
and his gloomy castle is behind storms and ice cold winds
the one and only love he had
was the beauty Kriemhild
he had sworn to fight for her
and to give his
Ohio
Took a bus straight to Baltimore
On the way he took a nap
Dropped off a note that said "I'm giving this note back"
PS- There's a lot going on underneath
There's roots there's pipes, there's drainage leaks
You're on, you're wrong, Ohio
Truly sorry, I see clearly
Calmly crashing, I pace faster than anyone
Hinges rusting, they swing louder than anything
Truly lonely this place is flatter than it seems
I'm upset and I leave the doors wide open
Our hearts are used up, cracked and dry
Pulled the scabs off of regrets
We haven't learned to eat our conscience yet
Truly sorry, I see clearly
Hardy hoping, I spend it all on game machines
Calmly crashing, I pace and I figure out again
One hand clapping, awake but napping
Rows of lights to illuminate lines
Why don't they turn them off and let us see night
Drove crazed grooming my lies
You can't look in on one way eyes, Ohio