First periodA busy dayWe file in like soldiersOn the teenage defenceTucked behind my deskPeeling at the paintSpeaker squeaksThen hissesRingsA low voic..
Under the Tuscan sunDripping peachesWet and stickyFingers stuck to my pagesPaper cuts on summer daysBlood dripping down my fingerPeach fuzz painted re..
Life may just be dreadfully lonelyWith moments of communityThat leave me bitterAching for something greaterSomeone greaterThat I may not knowLife may ..
Down by the riverNo not that oneThe river near my old oak cabinThe rush of the waterThe brook that babbles on through all hours of the nightI try to a..
I put the ice cubes in the glassesAnd the salt in the salt shakersI cracked open the windowBut it barely budgedDrawn tight no one allowed inI took the..
I must stay awakeThough my eyes do burnAnd my ears do ringI can feel the mesh of my mindThe curve of my atomsFlattening with each passing hourThe way ..
Gliding down the freewayIn my little blue skatesRolling on downTo the cityTrying to keep upWith all the old broncosHorses in their own rightWheeling f..