I’m really looking for.
I really want to know.
I realize that you know at heart I’m not so sure.
Four dices are rolling in the front of me.
Golden flowers are blooming in unison.

Wide-palmed men couldn’t take a peckerwood thistle.
Then I do get hold of it so tightly.
Large-headed men carry off a bright blue sky that makes me smile.
But I will go for there over anything.

I find a way to love.
I find a thing to take.
Now I’m yet looking for, but I’ll be keeping on.
Four center of ripple then I throw.
My cards are ahead at the first face.
Wide-palmed men couldn’t take a peckerwood thistle.
Then I do get hold of it so tightly, hold it in my mind.
Large-headed men carry off a bright, blue sky that makes me smile.
But I will go for there over anything, if that is to haze.