Boat For Two (Dead Sea)

by Zach L. Power
July 2009 (most likely)

You're walking on charted territory
The habitat is mapped out with a hidden track
I come to offer altered plans
I come to make your juicys dance
Your juicys your juicys I come to make your juicys rumble
Quick to the mumble
I'm fronting this
Straight running this
No stunting this
Hear the thunder hiss
With a sugar kiss
Question this and rest less
For this darkness is relentless tests
And I'm itching just to fix this
Divisional description
All non-fictional chemical that's churning out
Squeezed lemon juice and so pure in youth
We grew immune yet still in tune
We grew too soon to
Ruined less into it less yes
But necessity recesses incessantly
Respected thee with less questioning

Baby, ya gave me nothing
Yea nothin I could keep
Nothing I could keep
You didn't give me a thing

Yeah you talk about something Important
That's why I had to smile
Every word
I'll send you to a pretty place
Ain't nothing to be found