Woodfriend

As a child I had no eyes was not blind
Found there is nothing to find
Of two minds half the time

Some young kid riding over a river:
"So much love I could give her
If I knew who she was."

And it was okay and we were not wasting anyone
Every word I say is a bad cliché
Hey we were not having any fun
Met this girl she said "hey boy you're a death head
I bet you'd be alright in bed
Still, I'll take sleep instead."

Found her frowning feeling under the weather
All greased and putting together
Some good kind of gun

And it was okay and we were not wasting anyone
Every word I say is a bad cliché
Hey we were not having any fun