They're not
Just your thoughts
You just happened
At the time
To have them
And that's fine
But don't ever
Say that they're mine
They're not
Faces
I see faces
Everyone I know
And even those I don't
I see faces
I see faces
In a pile of clothes
In a bar of soap
In wood or stone
In water
As it's being poured
Oh I see
The gloves on the other foot now
I said wow
I think I can love you now
Tonight's dinner is tomorrow's s**t
So enjoy it
Before it stinks
