Se doué a té doue se doué a te doué. They live near the lake. They can't see the lake. They live near the lake. And something is nothing. And something is nothing.
When all the worlds are lost in snow. I have to move this meaning through;. Disperse the force so far engendered. All near the steam and summer view. And then... remain..
I, uh, knew a man who once sent a letter to a mail channel that he'd raped his girlfriend and he's now a recovering rapist, attending an incest survivor's twelve step program. And the girlfriend, now ex, is in a support group for women who've been raped..
This chord. This water. This son. This daughter. This day. This time. This land. It's all mine. . This Calling Bell. This Forge Bell. This Dark Bell. This The Knife Bell.
I wanna be thin. I wanna be small. I wanna be pinned up high and studied on the wall. . I wanna be sold. I wanna be fit. I wanna be there.. . I wanna be hooked.
Words, but nothing clear. What channel are you on?. It's hard to hear.. You speak to the world. From such a feeble system;. So... far away.. . The thought, not falling.
Into the road and ten women. They are the rose of, oh, living. They're over.... Paling over.. . Say all the words that are memory. Enter the ways of all the pain.
Passing over. All the dark blades. All the dark blades. Of the forewords. In the forewords. Just a low sound. Such a low sound. Passing over. . Drawing closer.
My squelchy life. My squelchy life. My squelchy life. Waits around corners. Nasty wife by sticky gap. My squelchy life. Follows in soft shoes. It's catching up.
I'm the happiest man in all of the world. Because I have something to believe in. I have communion with the son and the holy God and creator. And in addition I have eternal life.
I fall up!. I'm dying of light this early. It's all up!. It's all up!. . Walled up!. Stepping into a dunky mermaid. Walled up!. Walled up!. . More volts!.
Thinking of a world in the light of the sun. And all the many lives that were ever begun. Ever begun. . Our little world turning in the blue. As each day goes there's another one new.
Slow. There. Reply. Toil. No need to go on. Do I need to go on?. . Slow. Lie. Endure. Recline. In a separate time. On a different plane.
Caught between. The Earth and the sky. What too long. And what too high. Fallen free and holding on. Nothing there at all. . Dropped and lifted. Gotta breathe.
My body. So thin. So tired. Beaten for years. Ploughshare to bomb. So hard. . Bonebomb. Bonebomb. Bonebomb. . My town. So dusty. So dry. Buildings pushed over.
Nay alway ullo. Unda way uzzun leer. Unda holways around. Who are under the whale. . I will hum bay above. Are they over the sea?. Are they hungry above?.
Jolly roger in a pickup. Has a packet on the horses. He's a docker with a bucket -. Just the ticket in a thicket.. . Silly sally isn't pally. With the crackers in the alley:.
And then so clear to wonder. To wake with open eyes. As the snow across the tundra. And the rain across the skies. And the rain across the skies. . So much again and weightless.