Is this what you think of me?You are taking libertiesI am what you cannot seePart of me is always freeAnd if you must show your handAt least try to un..
Somewhere I had lost our dreamIn looking for a lifeThe fruitless, solitary searchWas called off in the night.Somehow we had found a wayOf living witho..
It was a slow day and the doctor had picked a fight with his priest.Father Jack had been staring meditatively at the sea, as was his habit,when a youn..
Me? He saysThe school of lifeI didn't get to graduateOr wear a black and flapping capeI bought myself a flatter capAnd found the way without a mapMy a..