Up from Twit by Charisma Rat

Hope you are checking on yourself
Sometimes you have to walk to tell
No, those aren't owl, but you're free to self-amuse
The wind blows out of our control
And what you choose to exude just takes one soul
No, it's not an ant-hill which fills out your green-suede shoes
Just make it up, oh what you'll find

A tasteful room to set the scene
Show tonight, trapeze over the sea
Drive-ins on cumulonimbus clouds for one or two
Your favorite cake is always fresh
Space is the place we'll have our session
What keeps us close is the real love I have for you
We'll make it up
Oh, we could see, we are free

Just make it up
And with some time, you'll find me by your side

• Rock
• mersh
• punk
• Baltimore