Don't feel like home, he's a little out
And all these words elope, it's nothing like your poem
Putting in in-putting in, Don't feel like methadone
Scratching voice all alone, it's nothing like your baritone
It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs it's home
The little that he sees,
it's nothing he concedes its home
Uninvited chromosome, a blanket like the ozone
It's nothing as it seems
All that he needs it's home
The little that he frees
It's nothing he believes
Saving up a sunny day something maybe two tone
Anything of his own Chip off the corner stone
Who's kidding rainy day oway ticket headstone
Occupations overthrown a whisper through a megaphone
It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs it's home
The little that he sees
Is nothing he concedes it's home
And all that he frees
A little bittersweet it's home
It's Nothing as it seems
The little that you see it's home
Por: Wagner R. Suvinas