flames lick my heart
and as it burns i fall apart
as i cry into the wind
shrieking across the skies
like a tortured god from the old times

i did not know you cared
i never looked,
out of the corner of my eye
to see you watching over me
i was always on an astral trip

but they are not so tough
you can tell deep down inside
that they are scared
you can see some of their defence

telephone money
wishing for a sweetheart
a little darling honey
don’t depart,
let me get some telephone money

if you want to join me for drinks
as we sit in the sun, that is alright
i will think about it –
when i fall asleep tonight

such a shame
but it is your loss
nothing to do with us

bless me, bless the things
that make you, well, you
bless everything that does live
what more can i do
bless those who forgive

Too True what a nice view seeing a sky so blue such a shame – i have got to turn … More

i am going to keep on going
across this –
particular mountain range
following the strange