Hundreds Of Lions

love can be fun, if you don't put in the work stick with the honey, stay as long as it's worth burrows in the forest, dig in under your skin evergreens and poseurs dropping needles to win the fling red and gray the fur will fly spring has thawed you

no longer will i beneath you shelter all that you have given to me it was never on my behalf all this, all and more i cede to you swear away in fealty as i sail for warmer climes i am a king! you can't deny me my kingdom! what's this camaraderie of c

the things we do and the things we let between the tide and the cigarettes all the cups we cannot sip between our legs across our lips all the places we will meet between our start and our winding sheet some we'll leave and some we'll walk hung like