when the storm clouds came inwhen the black shrouds settled downwhen did we learn to live?when did we learn to die?when we perfected the art of sinwhe..
Your smooth panes, catching the light--three way reflection; three way strike--shutter it away; I want to be blind!Is there nothing, no pretty sight?I..
stophold on a seconduse your damn braintake a moment; breathetie yourself togetherhatch a better plan, dammiteveryone disagreesforce yourself to liste..
awakenariseopen your sleeping eyesand seesee the world around yousee the sun arisingsee the world turning andsee what I have givenyouyou must awakenyo..
in my hands I held a fireflyand she shined so brighthere she flew and there she flutteredshe danced under the night skythen the little firefly took of..