Quickly turn the image of the riders into constant wonder, a self starting wake up farting interlude. The angora nut warmer is a lured lurid intrusion thanks to the assist. Accomplishment is measured by the lack of turbulence as much as by the grins and petals in the wind

Moab, UT means more than the mom bomb but can't help wondering if the future is bleak, a little mystique or as restless as watching make-up applied with a tampon. Over here where the food's the comfort kind and even the kids know they're in Xanadu, we shrug and then hug because together is everything.

On the precipice of drying out, Dream Weaver playing in the background, we're remaking the day profile without losing any of the magic. Cross the highways of fantasy Help me to forget today's pain