Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind. Dead kings, many things I can't define. Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind. Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme. Who cares what games
Two, three, four!. . To find peace of mind today. You gotta search your thoughts in every way. You gotta fight to live. And lose to live. You gotta hate to love. Love to love. . You're lookin