Lyrics to a song I’m writing:
He hugged me like a mountain and told me he would keep me satisfied
And now I must admit that mountain of a man, he lied.
He chased me like the breeze, told me that he’d stay right by my side
But now I must admit this wanderin’ man, he lied.
He kissed me like the sun, told me that I’d never have to hide
So, now I must admit this sun burn of a man, he lied.
Disjointed Intelligence 