a Stream of consciousness

Hope in the air, sky

no where seen is John or Paul 

George now gently weeps 

Blown his mind these ev-

ents have buy and large no trees 

can be seen drive by 

some time for fun, maybe 

come and find a couple hom-

ies maybe own a 

boring foreign with 

no way to increase the goods

and service flow here

I’m psyched to be me 

finally on track, I need 

a win. tomorrow 

comes a new day and 

I hope i can be a so

much better than that 

and so can you too

dont let your mind attack what

keeps you so intact