Examination biweek

I got a few big yellow books with my dreams in

Got a bag, got A4 paper, a pencil with a light

I remembered,

when I'm still a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone.

I got fourteen days of shit on the schedule to choose from

I got electric light,

And I got second sight,

Got amazing powers of observation.

All down the front of my favorite shirt

I got ink stains on my fingers

I got a golded future in a dream.

Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains

Got a damned brush to splash my canvas

I've got wild, staring eyes.

And I got a strong urge to fly

But I got nowhere to fly to... fly to...