hate That a young boy could feel? Big game; four begging children by the train The Afrikaner does the same Then gets back on again And who's she? "They call he Black Revolution Eve
bitterness I imagined Has just brought out the nurse in me - Or don't you need care ? I know, there's lots of love But it's all twisted up, I've had
the wrong way 'round And it's a long way down To the ground But it's the wrong way 'round Backs to the wall now You say I'll fall now 'Cause I want it all
The tree gives me shade The shade turns to shadow He turns to speak the Apple Tree Man Lives in a secret garden and I held the key He may be alone with
if we believe wisdom comes with years As knowledge stings our eyes, the easier the tears Cradled in the sadness, a heart that ever aches I'm praying with all
Cut my hair with a kitchen knife He was a blindfolded visionary Everything and nothing was going on In his precious head, overfed on Chemicals and conversation
december, How does it make you feel inside ? Beneath a valentine, I see a locket is shining I think it must be the wine, Makes me feel it's all real
See the roses growing purposely Dreaming of the vase Blood-stained poet calls it vanity I'd call it yearning Rarest butterfly, steel his charm away Stab
I've had nothing but bad luck Since the day I saw the cat at my door So I came here to you sweet lady Answering your mystical call Crystal ball on the
We keep falling into love With no reason, no rhyme We keep falling into love 'til our tired heart cries I don't know you And you don't know me Time has
curls Much to her delight ! "come with me to the candy tree You need to free your mind... Come with me to the candy tree And leave it all behind
ahead I'd learn to fly.... We say (we) get anywhere at speed Is the lower it gets to get past my answermachine They know that in the sea air is nobody And the wind can't hurt you See all
Reaching out a hand There's a hand you want to hold When the night feels blue The hand feels cold The fog takes my breath But we've got to keep breathing
be real I know how it feels To be dressed up in flesh Move between All I've been And all that's next to follow Drawn to earth I need my birth For all
Did you know that plastic men Use blood in their fountain pens Tell you how they're on your team And seem to mean it? Please don't believe all you hear
and seek game The first time there is something to make you sleep And it makes you ill For the next time may be mandrake if I wake at all Don't you
Nobody tried to find me, I have to hurry Don't know what possessed me It could've been you All that mess behind me And all that mess in front of me In
"all passive obedience and implicit submission of will is far too easy, Chop off your legs, you will never go astray" Stifle your reason altogether
