
slice
here I sit, another day
I'm goin' round again
music speaks to me of love
it's my only friend
sometimes I know
it makes me cry
but not as bad as you
these tears within will learn to fly
you turn my red to blue.
the fool in me,
a rhythm section
dancing on the clock
we'll play for you
the sounds of Buddha
you'll twist
you'll turn
you'll rock!
Don't be alarmed
the answers near,
so drink and dance
and hold your own
the seams about to tear
we'll place the sounds
inside your head
this slice of pie's
what you'll be fed
the fool in me,
a rhythm section
dancing on the clock
we'll play for you
the sounds of Buddha
you'll twist
you'll turn
you'll rock!
so here I sit another
I'm going round again
I found the truth
the only way
it's my only friend
the fool in me,
a rhythm section
dancing on the clock
we'll play for you
the sounds of Buddha
you'll twist
you'll turn
you'll rock!
copyright epp/2009
Listen, read and enjoy the Dreams, Lyrics and Poems of
Ernest Patrick Paiz. A river flows deeply in the mind of Buddha Pie.
A personal journey, scratched with a pen and heart and filled with music.
I believe in Kharma, baby. It will come full circle.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
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