Mayfly,
Your whole life is a song
Buzzin' around
Up at the crack of dawn

Sweetie Pie
You won't be 'round for long
Got to make the most of your time
Prove 'em all wrong

A quiet drizzle
A fight uphill
They may not make it
But I know you will

Bending, lending
Success or bust
Impending ending
Comes at dusk...


Sunrise,
A brand new day has dawned
On top of the world
Feelin' like King Kong

Sweetheart,
Now it's time to sleep
Attend to tasks—they've all been met
Everything's complete

A feather falling
You touch the ground
The sky's been calling
Through your ups and downs

No more defending
It's a must
Your soul ascending
The rest is dust...

Mayfly

Well, the creeks will rise
And the devil’s by my side
Cuz the good lord ain’t willin’ for me

It was a gradual decline
It was all by-and-by
Cuz it all was a fantasy

But I got up—
Woke up by the full moon rise
And now I can clearly see

That when the stakes are gettin’ high
And I’m left out to dry
I don’t need nothin’ else to care for me

No, no more medicine
I’m convinced it’ll be the death of me
No, no more medicine
That’s the way that it’s gotta be

Well, it’s hard to be divine
When sinnin’s on my mind
I got none of life’s luxuries

That’s the time I pay the fine 
As a martyr of some kind
Chippin’ at the walls of greed

We get depressed
Cuz we have less
More and more everyday, it seems

But that’s when tempers start to rise 
‘Cuz the fire’s gettin’ high
Inflammation i$ inflammatory

They always sing about:
Beer, weed, and wine
And ‘whiskey river take my mind’
Destruction packaged as a remedy
Keep them eyes open wide,
Last thing you need is to go blind
You can’t fix a problem that you can’t see

I still shiver for the time
I was kept for suicide
Four walls were closin’ in on me

I guess I lost my peace of mind
Everything was supervised
‘Cept the demons that were flyin’ free

It used to be so easy
Used to be so free
It used to be on the radio

But now the tide is gettin’ high
And the fear will be unkind 
Makes you convinced
you got nowhere to go

No More Medicine

Evelyn's waiting
Or anticipating
For some better life

Voice is straining,
Tired of complaining
She's more than someone's wife

Well, that's OK,
That's all right
She'll make it through tonight

Well, that's OK,
That's all right
She's given up the fight

And I don't like watching anybody make
The same mistake I've made
And I don't like watching
Someone being forced
To march in the parade

But Evelyn,
She says it's OK
She'll just hold on
'Til Saturday

Music's her mender
Puts her back together
To walk the murder mile

Strumming a Fender
Questioning her gender
She'll blast off punk rock style

Well, that's OK,
That's all right
Another day's gone by

Well, that's OK,
That's all right
She's lived another lie

And I don't like watching anybody make
The same mistake I've made
And I don't like watching
Someone being forced
To march in the parade

But Evelyn,
She says it's OK
She'll just hold on
To Saturday

Bubblin',
Evelyn,
Troublin',
Evelyn,,,

Bucky Fereke

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