I had a dream the other night the sky was as grey as slate, and i knew only too well i was walking an astral plane, people here don’t know the truth
some people need to be wanted while others want to be needed most of the time signs are read other times they go unheeded count their pain on your fingers
got a weekend pass to let myself down the symmetry of simplicity will confuse and dumbfound got a head full of nothing
God help the world because the you… Shall be the leaders of tomorrow We think we’re in the mire now Just wait for the cloud of real so… Politicians in hoodys guzzling ene…
black and white photographs snapshots of a rare and happy time… a holiday in Wales where the beaches are pebbled, a week away in a caravan
to your cupboard and above this ta… where raw shapes made a satanic bl… two strangers conjoined in a labou… the iron and silk of monotony pret… you hitch your dress for a parade…
you run wild with blissful abandon willful ignorance to others cares jump straight in with nothing to l… head first through doors showing y… your persona is less than conduciv…
all these faceless hollow images people I’ve never met but I know, their lives are a watercolour with gentle strokes its painted sl… secrets and lies and indiscretions
I sink back into its black embrace… through the fog, the misted flecks… trapped in its world, without hope… negative energy pulses through my… this dead sea has me adrift a furt…
If I were you I’d be nicer Less abusive, more contrite If I were you I’d be happier Because your world contains no str… If I were you I’d think of others
And I suppose its a lachrymose re… one where I’m on bended knee apolo… that funeral dirge still smarts my… from when the ground shook, though… And my head ached from your banshe…
can you forget when used to laugh at all the pain and the scars, if you walk a fine line or a knife… inevitably you’re going to fall, can you forget when we drove your…
must we play this game everyday dragged down to the floor with you… your lonely egos frail apparel is that cloak you’ve woven from yo… its like being back at school, I h…
you don’t understand what its like… for twelve long years I’ve lived a… I’ve watched you laugh, sip and gu… all the while I was craving, alway… my heightened sense of smell kicks…
recoiled from a verbal picnic acid tongue fatigue sets in gestures replace utterance easier to mouth words unsaid
