"Sometimes I see myself as a clown Who's learned to fall up instead of down Some say that I'm optimistic and glad Although I've been through enough tragedy to stay mad After being tossed into hell's plans Again and again My hearts refused to not find it's way back So it's hard for me to look at you and not react I feel the need to do What I feel the need to do So,I'm creating Love Glue To help it stick to you too During hard times I'm Trying to fit the formula into rhymes keep the price down make it fun to pass round And almost impossible to put down This Might take some time But I'm working on it Like a glad scientist who knows How deep some holes can go Tragedy to me Is like a big gorilla that wants to play And won't take no for an answer It'll jump all over us So we need to be quick on our clever feet Least it get a good grip That lasts longer than we can endure Sincerity helps so I'll put in plenty of that Add a lot of love, and Laughs One big batch of that, while I'm at it Let's throw away these tired worn out cliches Never was to fond of them anyway Humm, this might take a while So I guess you'd best keep doing what you've got to do While I keep working on this, Love Glue Because I really feel I need to Like a glad scientist who knows How deep some holes can go"
Strange day. After watching a documentary about streakers suffering from over exposure, I took a nap. It was a short one. I woke up a midget. At first I was freaking out, jumping around, trying to reach the wall phone. It tired me out. So I sat on a foot stool and placed my face in my hands wondering why this had happened to me. In the middle of self-pitying I started noticing how much fun it was to kick and swing my feet. I was smiling again, and found myself running through the house at full speed... wrestling with my now giant puppy. Oh, the joy! I hadn't had so much fun in years! We laughed and played and laughed until we both fell asleep exhausted on the living room floor. Then I woke up and ruined the whole damned thing.