Sunset skies and the summer's rain,
A gentle drizzle on a sunny day.
A loving kiss when I feel the pain.
And a hand to hold, while I walk my way.
A long, long sleep on my cosy bed,
Numbers, one and zero and four;
Early morning's breeze and a drop of dew.
A careless stroll and a hill top's view.
The sound of waves and the breeze on shore,
Butterflies, babies, doves in white,
Secrets, snow flakes and a full moon's night,
Winter's night, a thick, red coat and Santa claus,
Irish landscapes, autumn pathways, a poetic scene,
Greeting cards, magic spells and hand written mail,
Cute erasers, black ink pen and a clean, white sheet,
My grandmother's laugh and bedtime dreams,
Prayer in silence, soft whispers and the midnight sky.
My family and friends and the things, they say.
And the precious rainbow that smiles a little while.
People that are younger than me.
They never have a clue what they're talking about.
Self explanatory I think.
Basically rugby for pussies.
The biggest commercial shit fest to ever hit the world.
The most popular people in the world,
are also the most stupid people in the world.
Ping Pong balls.
The fucking things always get lost.
People without a sense of humor.
For these people is the following message: Fuck you.
Can't they just think before they speak? Obviously not.
No, I don't want to "find God".
Unless you're someone who I really like,
I probably hate you as well.