Thoughts keep on crashing on my couch

"Get up dude -- don't be a slouch."

Leaving breadcrumbs for me to find

Too many carbs for my paleo mind

I'm like a caveman climbing a tree

Assessing a fight that's going to be

A battle deep inside my head

A long strange trip until we're dead

Only a boring person gets bored

Now, I've heard there is a secret chord

The guitar and notes are one and the same

I'm not my thoughts according to Wayne