Oblivion, Where Art Thou?

Sure I can reach the highest high

From right here on the ground.

And I can die without a why

At least not one I’ve found.

So then I live this second life.

Like I’ve been born again.

And yet I know my birthday not

And I cannot say just when

To cut or bake or to cut bait

Or start the party playin’.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.


One Response to “Oblivion, Where Art Thou?”

  1. Ate 8 grams of serious cannabutter an hr and a half ago and then snarfed a hugeoso phatboy. Take over copilot. I gotta go to da batroom… an doan lock de doorn crasha plane.

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