January 17th, huddled by the stove
Baking with the oven door down to nullify the cold
For survival’s sake, we were snug inside our home
Didn’t think that we could make it through another night alone
February 20th, on a slippery path
The sneaky night arrived to ice our whiskers and our tracks
The three of us clung along the mini mountain slope
So as not to be swallowed by the river down below
April showers, losing track of hours in the Wu-Mobile
Spongy youngins jocking every universal truth revealed (hey)
Spit it like ain’t any meal paid
Spit it like we juxed the keys to the cramped steel cage


I’ve learned to fall with my favorite a-alikes with me
I’ve hit wall with my hazy a-alikes with me
I found a cause with my changing a-alikes with me
I’ve done it all with my crazy a-alikes with me

June 25th, staring into nothing
Hearing of the news that a burial is coming
I couldn’t take the talk, left the homey by his lonesome
While he pondered non-existence, I was playing in the ocean
Fungus in the stomach on a July 5th
Watching trees turn to dragons, wonderin’ who I is
In the middle of the woods with a 5 AM set
Jumping in the morning rays where the pixie heads rest
Yes, yes, storms forecasted on August 8th
Muddying the township where the outfit lost its way
Wheeze was on the stump, conducting with a stick
Said he conjured all the lightning and the thunder in this bitch
September, hopped a 30 hour train to Fargo
Rent-a-car to Wisco, another train to Chi
Bussed to Omaha, hitched a ride to Sioux Falls
Got stranded in Spokane, man, what a crazy ride

November 1st gathered underneath a steel night
Everything was fucked but the laughter made it feel right
Defense mechanism we acquired with each other
I’ll go out the rain into the fire with my brothers
On the December’s eve, we eat and drink our merriness
Repeating all the folklores, retinkering the narratives
Hoping what will be, amused with what its been
Silently aware that we’ll do it once again