Panda Man

He’s getting super lifted now On his Nespresso and his weed Avoiding all his problems he flies among the trees

He’s gazing about upon the mountains misty with breeze He feels winter coming now, the cold wind creates unease

He’s the panda man

His whiskers white with wandering His eyes blue as the sea He can’t seem to find his way back home His thoughts won’t let him be

He knows he must be right and true He longs to be serene But long lost love is beckoning And he knows he cannot leave

He’s the panda man

And I will tell his story All must truly know That he is my best friend My soul and life he knows

But alas his time is running fast He knows not where it goes Like the rain it circles down Like a river it flows

And he feels himself careening He braces for the crash And yet he finds it doesn’t come How long can he make it last?

He’s the panda man

He’s the panda man