The distance between her hips and her shoulders is the difference between to have and to hold her.

How do you see me?/ On the hill like smoke/ How do you see me?/ One to another spoke/ How well can you say?/ Mouth full and dry/ However you may/ Speak low like a sigh/ Speak long like the day/ Meet me like the earth meets the sky/ With perfect balance in the distance with eyes full of instance.

Illegal plants on window sills face their persecution/ Legal drugs in shape of pills fill the prescriptions/ Fetus' aborted in birth control suit and tie/ Back alleys all but empty stained by blood and cries/ I am a beggar, I beg to differ with pigs and paper/ For me, for my self you cannot tell worse or better/ When you preach compassion poised in leather/ When you sing freedom and law like open sky and tether/ Hypocrites on government floors/ Hypocrites in hole in wall bars/ Hypocrites in my face like wind/ Hypocrites in my heart like walls/ It's a hyper-hypocritical time/ Lets put the hip back in hypocrite/ The I'm back in crime/ Live with it (free?) or die.

When the cage is big enough birds can fly free with the image of Christ and the laws used to breath/ If it's consentual, if it doesn't hurt you (pride aside), lets go to the girls room and get real high!

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