You can't sell me incense
My world smells good enough to eat
So let's not eat, just smell the good and longing

Not owning
We'll circle like insects
Incensing the grieve liquored herd

Have you heard an encouraging word from them
They pretend


To be so above it all
Or so they would have you think
I think, no one thinks at all


You might show some interest
You're world looks good enough to eat

I see he ghost of a better world
Living in the disbelief in ghosts
Everyone tells me they're crazy

Well crazy people aren't so $#&@ing boring
Wake me when your through being cool, cause I'm snoring
And hoping


To see you beside yourself
Show me the rose stuff of you

Would you
Do it for yourself


Or for me
We both need a change
Your fear or normalcy is hardly strange

Let's be freaks, plain clothes police
Let's be deliberate, because it's obvious to me
Weird is pretty obvious


So color me obvious
I just want to be happy half the time

And blue only when I have the ti