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How desperate does a man have to be To enter that wilderness alone?What torment drives a soul to those waters?What would make someone seek for ..

There is an empty space in my heart Waiting for one who is not here The gap where he is not Pains my soul I sit and await and hope for..

We all live on the energy of others Smiles from strangers on the street Tears on the shoulder of a friend Charity from a faceless government ..

So, have I learned what love is? I have suffered for it, Borne more than I thought I could bear Made a thousand promises for it Lived ..

It’s a strange place in here Where it’s definitely dark But there’s nothing you can’t see And your changed perspectiv..

Driving empty desert roads, Just playing with sun-hot stones, Running away from the modes of thought that brought us to nought but this en..

It is, at once, the prison and the key The marker of both sorrow and joy Sometimes nectar, sometimes poison It writes your story behind your back ..

You take the first drink And you barely notice The world has not changed Just a drink with friends Lost in the flow of conversation ..

I’m coming back forward again… Moving forward, to get to where I was before: We think we grow, we advance, we achieve, But really, we..

I know things you don't know I wear things you wouldn't wear I go places you wouldn't go I believe things you don't believe So what w..