I.D.K. (i don't know)

Fire & pain, drivin' god insane

Heartbeat felt in the eyes

Going toward the temple

Meeting in the mind we resemble

Turn the Phrase of monkey see

Monday is what it is to be

Come to the window pane

See yourself, intruder insane

For the real, for the meal

Walking back and forth on foot

Parking in the lot of confusion

Getting tired of thoughts & sin

But I know exactly where i've been

Can't reach you, can't touch you

Swallowing fossil fuel for the show

Dick & Jane, Spot & a Big Mac to go.

--rjs  2/23/2011