Dark go take a nap, 7:30 round the block
Partnered to get some gifts for crazy Parker by the stop sign
Poor man manages to take care that
Hall wide, snuggled, complete ragged old van house
All since the wife died, Parker took a sky dive
Mind "bye'd", life divide, no more Einstein
And nobody to eye / hi
We left a package by the vines
The friendship off the lawn and gone away for maybe five
Now Park door locks in revеrse he bring the bag in
Knеw all holes in the game cause Parker's mad rich
Here lie a best sellin' author, actor and sad friend
Cautious to open up for what he feared outside
Could be a lawn mower, siren car or caller
Or that old lady down the street that thinks he robbed her
They packed some candy and thin mints
Iced frozen cones and a card in
Box cut the tabs away and pull on out a plastic case
He stood still at one lick, hand in the sky
Fall back toward that chain, eye had met thy
Favorite type of candy in the whole fuckin' world then
Stored in a confined space in the boarding
He had a line phone, hadn't paid it in 5 months
All in Parker's head is who the fuck could he dial up
To give his "thanks" and "hi's"
But no idea who had supplied
Dear heavens almost noon, I think they also packed a pie
He went outside, don't know the depth but never the mind
But by the time he went inside, he opened the cabinet surprised
It didn't make sense, he thought he left the place thin
Never saw a man get bigger quicker in his appearance
He can't remember that the doorbell ring at every crack dawn
All's left in the wrong direction right when they off the prem
Decides today's enough and throws out all that's in the fridge
Throw it out or mold but either way it's not for him
He starts to fall with every pass but hey debate, in love
Now occupy bigger room but Parker be all snuggled up
He sleeps between the view of candy stacks for miles of view
The artist died or go-ed a few ago, he needed something new
52 weeks now, fully grown off of cheat town
Frigerator empty friend, no happiness in seein' him
Started having pains in different areas, they varying
The doorbell still stuck more than fine course
He finds source only in sugar coated time warps
There's paranoia, rightfully so but there's still more to
Unpack with that, it's due to the fact that he's packing a mag
He feeled that all he had within was everything to have
Vulnerable often, washcloths all rotten
Toss and turning all night long, the pain inside is awful
He started coughing, bump, the snacks all fallin'
The blood inside the frame move less, less and then stoppin'
They never saw the blueish hue arose, no one had called in
So Parker fade to black, unconscious, laid back
Rodents in the casa yellin' "awesome" off the track
They tossed the former, sold the fortune for a quarter
Release the themes that Parker harbor
Now we wandering and wonder
Lost all draft stories he for sure be a goner
Before he had the mission though he stated as a fact
"the vase you get ain't change the depth
From when the shit begin
The circle keep on moving in the motion that it's in
Don't only change the path the view is more important"
Glass leakin' it's pouring, tap
Shore in a desert ave
And now a king lay stiff
I hope his message lives
2/13/21
Which face is perfect
Can't reach the surface
A zebra still striped with observations
At different heights
A fact i whichevers likes
I never lied, the Picasso has several ties
Which face is perfect
Can't reach the surface
A zebra still striped with observations
At different heights
A fact i whichevers likes
I never lied, the Picasso has several ties
The focus there abides fair and nice
Destruction and demise
Hell of a price
