you're my natural component

my stereo, you own it

but my chance, i've thrown it

away

unless you're still willing to play

some volleyball

one day in your secret halls

where we can hide while we're thinking about Niagra Falls

and how we stood on the edge

and rejoiced when we moved away from our relationship ledge

to some grassy plains

using our collective grain

to bake away the insane

notion

that we can't use some baby lotion

to rub away the ocean

of doubts and misconceptions

that started from the inception

of me grabbing your hand

without your command

to play in your rock band

i broke a couple of guitar strands

but the Gorillaz could help me be your man

if i "Dare" to walk with you over some Jekyll Island sands

and sing



love,

howard