Hollow the poetry of life above
Howl my envy for the neighbors dogs
Swallow my greatest fear to fall from love
Sorrow in permanence claws through the fog

I see starlight approach
I don't care
I just want to disappear
Ascender of the skies
Please be fair
Take

Sneak upon me in my sleep
Through the window so quietly
Suck the blood in, drink it deep
Exhume this burden I excrete

Hold me down, watch my decay as I'm set free
Set my body beneath a pile of fallen leaves

The moon shines red with my blood now
Illuminating my par

Oh my Life
What a pitiful thing to hear
It’s a phrase so funny
When it’s spoken so sincere

Twist of the knife
What a typical thing to feel
It’s a pain so funny
It’s a wound that will never heal

But it’s not that bad
I never really had it worse
I’m just

Caught in a dark room lately
Detached and enshrouded
I'll see you around
Caught in a dark mood lately
Fucked up in my bed
That song in my head

Approaching with wonder
Trying to feel things I once knew
I wrestle with my hurt
Give it a week and I'll pull on th

If my first meal of the day is as they say: Amphibian
I suspect it may take a while
Watch me waste each hour away to my dismay
Nothing is done, although I watched the news, and perhaps ran a mile

Ah-ah, eat the bullet, bite the frog
Ah-ah, eat the frog

If the evening

Who am I to be mourning
My simple mysteries unfurled
When I have the privilege to be
Gathering swans for the new world

Like angels we’ll fly
Gliding on
And trumpets will sigh
Solemn as the ashes rise

Burn down the gallery
God’s greatest gag of suffering

What spell befell our town this year?
What darkness fills cornfields fear?
What black spat back?

What sorrow fills our bodies still?
Though we defy the witches will?

What black spat back?
What shadow knocks to mock our glee?
And you my strange adhesive flee!
W

I feel how the snow falls
Light and hazy
And how it's emptying
I see it settle and calm
It's amazing
And I am envying

Why can't I end this night?
Anxious night
Why can't I end this night?

Christmas time in bed
There is a longing
Sleepless, no dream

It’s over
Let the phrase ring out
I find nothing to be felt in vibrance now
It’s over
At the altar of doubt
Better hitch a ride to a neighbouring town

I should tell you
Or wouldn’t you care?
Come tomorrow
I won’t be there

If I go it wouldn’t be
No!

You pose resilience to reality
Oh, as if it would
Betray your feelings for your heritage
Yet you heed your friends persuasive melodies
Oh, they sound so good
My final chorus rings: Don't follow me

Please leave me be
Don't follow me
Please leave me be
Don't f

Far, far away, I still cannot shrug
Madeline, Madeline standing on the rug

Oh, divine
There was never really anything to see or to hear
Madeline
I've a fist wrapped tight around a gift of tears

Madeline, do you recall

Slow of study, slow to kill
My first blu

Spin me around
Dance with me now like you used to
I’m so bored these days
We are wasting our time away

Baby don’t frown
Please don’t leave now I still want you
I just mean to say
We should make time to work and time to play

Falls the night
And deeply sighs

Yesterday I called to say
I am unwell
Feels like I've been stuck in time
I feared you'd question if I'd prayed
For my health
Burning as I rise

Oh, to be erased
To have my friends forget my name
Should I vanish in the mire
Should all my pain dissipate
I'l

My brooding thoughts are reverenced by the gravity
The clatter clams
The glimmer and the gloom of such a tragedy
For someone you loved
Yet no more sadness caressing
Upon entrance of the canopy
No thoughts pass on

Through our estate
There's no legacy of our pain<

Sure I will take a number
And I will find my place in line
We are waiting to ask some questions
And I think I will start with

Why? Why bother?
And what does it matter?
With no purpose I will turn to glass
With no morals I will

Shatter! Shatter! Shatter!
Sh

Sunday, Sunday light
Whispered in her ear reciting
You were one of us, one of us, one of us, you were one of us

Sunday, Sunday light
From the damage indecide me
You were one of us, one of us, one of us, you were one of us

Sunday, Sunday light
Donning apron so surp

Have you ever noticed andy can’t have candy, can he?
He likes films with morbid endings
Though the sandwich quotas serve the many men he fancies
One whose teeth need drastic mending
Sweet candy
Sweet candy

All the women in their sunset years he holds with envy
Their

Ba-da-da
Ba-da-da-da-da
Ba-da-da
Ba-da-da-da-da

Toxic eye
Laughter is in short supply
Tell me why, when a punch line lands in my lap I'd rather cry?

You tell a joke but you tell it wrong
Sharing my disdain for a simple song
You can call, but I seldom answe

I was daydreaming
About my end
I found it gruesomely
I knew it completely
That I was small
As I looked up to see

Isn't it perfect?
To have death in sight
Isn't it worth it?
To have peace of mind

I don't need a place to go
When I give up the ghost