[Unspoken Intro - E. Oks]
Simplemente mírame.
Soy un niño, pequeñito, con la mascara del tígare.

[Verse 1- E. Oks]
Um, no.
I can’t, I’m busy.
I mean I woulda but my plans have gotten shifty…
And I don’t know if I’m in love with love enough for this.
Plus what if I stumble into Snuffleupagus
On a bus and as it bumping down and up
He starts fussing and discussion all the bucket list
Things that I told him I would do
As a little kid with dreams
Before I was buried back into the nothingness?
Its just there’s mad people in world.
And recently it’s seemed to me that each one is a pearl
Wrapped around the neck of a God I gotta know,
And so I’m sorry doll, but I gotta go.

[Verse 2 - E. Oks]
I don’t know why, but it felt like some good luck to go,
So I got up and left bare foot to foot-fuck the snow.
But got afraid it would melt away and so I brought a bucketful
Back to the crib, tucked it in Back of the fridge
Next to where the cabinet is,
Where a hundred of the happiest mice happened to live,
Each of which grabbed and then hung from the roof,
Three from the throat, two from the tail, a ton from the tooth,
Then I watched them swing.

[Verse 3 - E. Oks]
I’m unable to do
All the “Table for two,”
So you should tell the waiter that
The tables for you…
Oh wait the waiter was you?
You set out the utensils made all the food? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
It just mad hard to see you you. Lost in my reflection, I didn’t see you anymore…
Damn, Where the listener’s I’s went?
Dang it, I gouged them.
Went single for six months
and **banged** out an album.
See, babe, I been growing the self,
Where as every time I’ve been wifed
I’d put my Flow on the shelf,
So go ahead, blow up the cell…
But on the “Stairway to Heaven” I wont bend over the rail.
Same is true if I hike a “Pill Box.”
And this ain’t metaphor, it’s life in real talk:
Hawaii was so ill I didn’t happen to write
Any rap while there
Or on the half a day flight
back to the heights
Where I met up with Donat
To cop him a dutch –
Oh god, sorry for talking so much?
I doubt you’re interested in the chase I want to cut to.
Initially, see, my intent was not to interrupt you
When I started speaking, didn’t know that I erupt dude,
I guess I just wanted to let you know I’ve been up to…
But it’s cool, everything evaporates, while breath rocks on its hinges
(please see Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind by Shunryu Suzuki),
so I’ll just hit the roof,
and just watch it swing.

[Unspoken Outro - E. Oks]
The issue is:
Singing this track,
Isn’t bringing me back,
Neither is standing still with my
feet on a map
Of CT
Or watching Thich Nhat Hanh upon the TV
Talking on real long bout (a) how I’m Greedy
Or (b) how everything we build will get tour down,
There ain't no cabinet that's big enough to store now,
How can I trust your vows,
When everything evaporates.