The West Wind, a concertina, laying on the east, What the western world fails to resolve. Like a blanket of sorrow, anguish and misery. The breath of...
Star soul flying high, Give me life but let me die, Forever lasting is the sky, Tears of silver that I cry, For the girl who cannot see, Electric passion over me, And as I draw my every breath,
Youth is rife in my soul, And I feel the warm embrace of my little sphere of reality, At my side stands immortality, She beckons me forward, Towards...
Television doesn't grab me any more, I'm on a mattress on the floor, And in the next room i can hear you moving, In the arms of a dream, not needing...