they'll findevery excuseto drug youchase you downwith spears in their handsbig guns at their sidespocket sized tranq gunsyou're out of your mindyou'll..
the shapes of the cloudswon't tell uswho to belet the darknessout of the bagyou're holdingif my poems were songshold them in your handand never let th..
tell mebirds and messengers of the skywhat news have you brought uswhat have you discoveredrest them alllay them hereand with themyouclose your tired ..
if we all have sinnedand never repentedsave but only for a secondsecond guessing ourselveswanting to turn aroundand never come back againthenlet's bur..
i miss youohmother of my heartyou have no homenor have you begotten a sonor daughteryou have no shelterbut you can stayhereaway from the darkcome in f..