After Class with Mrs. Brown
Impertently marked
The deign and the weary now govern my exult
Govern my heart, my mind, my body, the weight on my soul
Making love to her will always be a frictional engrave to sought to not remember
Streaming real time
Closed screening in wait for what dreams may come, for what dreams often bring
A time when what I did was right
Before a calm resign between the girl and boy
Post mourning the most beautiful of days, weeks, months, years, lives
Making love to her will always be a frictional engrave to sought to not remember
And word on the street is that she's got a lot of love to give
Everything a boy could want in a girl
What are the odds of living it again?
I've got to become one with what I've been missing
Its long past been you'll never live it again
You want what you lost; you want what you brought to its end
Odds, the odds to live it again
Odds, what are the odds to live it again?
What am I running from lord?
I've got to find a way back into my mother's womb
That girl meant everything to me
My mother, my lover, my family
Over and over again without hesitation I will run
So go back to the one you love
What am I running from lord?
Wilt as I'll wilt lord
Making love to her will always be a frictional engrave to sought to not remember
And word on the street is that she's got a lot of love to give
Everything a boy could want in a girl
Its long past been you'll never live it again