Well I wandered in. To the house of mirrors. With a camera and an old shotgun. I was taking some pictures. Of me and my fears. And exploding them one by one.
Mama's in the bathroom. Waitin' to be saved. Papa's in the bedroom. Just diggin' up his grave. . Brother's in the kitchen. Playin' with a knife. Sister's in the attic.
I am the west wind.. I am the sea gull.. I dance on the waves,. As they break on the shore line.. . The moon is my sorrow.. The moon is my lantern.. I search for you so long,.