Living in the hear and now, you know
‘A bit of a Tart really!’
Hard and fast rules can be bent on Poppers!
Am I coming or going ~ serious and fierce.
Met a space gypsy outside at a junkie convention.
Suspicion of Intent, maybe you will do it someday.
They take something away living neutered, taken your divine will.
They keep us too busy doing nothin’ else ~ no time to find your self.
‘I thought I was stepping over Planets * flying on shooting stars’
Livin’ in the here and now, you know.
Just a puppet in God’s golden light.
