Baruch HaShem, Juju Motörkitty ~ Sunday, August 3, 2025
Living my best life, on my motorbike
inside the deep dream, not a single care
vision perfect, yes, I can see for miles
inside the deep dream, as I take a hike
nothing less than beauty and perfection
given this is my life, my choice to share
meaningful moments with others for smiles
yes, smiles become our currency, honey
bitter almonds, love beyond infection
end it all with cyanide pills, this dream
smile though we no longer hug, way too deep
this dream, how to awake, how not to scream
liquid sunshine in the morning, we sleep
in until after noon, work for money
for nothing else means anything better
endless pipe dreams, I cry, why retire
oh God, Baruch HaShem, save us from hate
nobody cares, no one wears a sweater
mother of God, pray for us, sinners all
yes, I do not believe, to aspire
mother of mine, reason, I need, not fate
or manifest destiny, no, not that
to believe or have faith, why must we fall
or angels become demons with singed wings
really, why all these lies, these deceptions
bitter almonds, in Church, the chorus sings
if I am dead, why these misperceptions
kiss the universe goodbye, my black cat
entertains the deep dream, motorbike, scat
inside the deep dream, not a single care
vision perfect, yes, I can see for miles
inside the deep dream, as I take a hike
nothing less than beauty and perfection
given this is my life, my choice to share
meaningful moments with others for smiles
yes, smiles become our currency, honey
bitter almonds, love beyond infection
end it all with cyanide pills, this dream
smile though we no longer hug, way too deep
this dream, how to awake, how not to scream
liquid sunshine in the morning, we sleep
in until after noon, work for money
for nothing else means anything better
endless pipe dreams, I cry, why retire
oh God, Baruch HaShem, save us from hate
nobody cares, no one wears a sweater
mother of God, pray for us, sinners all
yes, I do not believe, to aspire
mother of mine, reason, I need, not fate
or manifest destiny, no, not that
to believe or have faith, why must we fall
or angels become demons with singed wings
really, why all these lies, these deceptions
bitter almonds, in Church, the chorus sings
if I am dead, why these misperceptions
kiss the universe goodbye, my black cat
entertains the deep dream, motorbike, scat
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