Here - alone with my fear If only I could leave this night behind and love life again If only I could turn the tide and turn back the time Imagining -
the lights have all turned red on holloway road a pale vision of inertia in cold halogen glow the last clapham bound train is waiting to leave but the
i feed on fire so that i can keep the dark at bay i have known you i long to speak your name sink the stone and heal the wounds to make me whole again
i wonder how we should fill the open space after lunch time tea in the rosary and the evening picnic by the sea tell me your name i am game if you want
The storm has raged here for hours, the water's plunging in on me The remains of my creation is swallowed slowly down by the troubled sea into unconsecrated
a light shines above a trace of the sky reflecting in my lover's eye the sun going down on a war, lost or won all is silent in this newborn world of
The works of wonder pass me unseen So close in distance, yet so much lies between Seeing with blurry, myopic eyes Stuck in a limbo - so far from the sky
Face my fears, my soul is absorbed into black Dry my tears, fear and pain is what I lack Broken, torn I live with my light-eye drowned Ease and cakm you
i make images of you ideal more than true i glue photos on my wall ladder bound to fall and now seeing you again will it ever end? here i've no way
My mind's falling down endless tunnels until I find myself in the void Somewhere down there I could hear them calling me through walls of silence I heard
I watch the clouds through my window, sail across the sky And underneath the canopy, gulls, they wheel and glide The shoreline stretches endlessly along
so here i am once again still i can't help but wonder why i'm coming back i fail to see that what once was has passed us by the howling wolf the sleepless
wayworn souls - we've been drifting through space for so long moving on - but never quite sure of where we should go all as one - at the glass gazing
Purposeless man of clay Darkness: roll away A silent stream leads the flow, moving on and on Random lines fall in place, adulterines slowly fade away
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