Would you like To slip away into the garden Where mystery flies And magical vines...
And the dreamer sets his sails... Avoiding all cliffs and stones But the dreamer is...
I had a friend who spoke of fate & he knew of another place in...
Angel broke her wing Oh, you poor thing The hum of the motor gave way...
Eric the gardener Julius cæsar came, saw, conquered, went away 'cause it rained here all...
In the middle of my mourning Sits joy like ahappy...
I'm like Thomas doubting fingers running the scars Your wrists...
Crickets rhythmically sing Their mournful melodies A monotone by request...
drifting away from you spinning down to the pinpoint drop...
My heart is as dark as the soil sodden with...
Take my sorrow and my sin I will run into...
I look out to the fields where blood is shed...
i only want what's mine that's what i came to...
questions flew and words were hurled into the air and...
these things which i so often wonder this need to...