A year of rivers

Waters breaking butter

There are interesting things 

There are interesting things

So 

Coming alive 

Falling in love

The leaves in winter shining

And spring arrives

Like looking at the sun

With no reason

Like a dying sun

And the black holes

Revising

Take this 

And take that

Enough drowning to escape the pains

How chairs don't flow easily

I just want to make out with silly

On the roads it goes strait

Where the sun sets 

In spring

Where luck migrates

And justice has no name.