The warmth of your love. Can burn a way into a lost,. Icy cold heart. Change at will. And melt man into man. And turn his head slowly to love. Slowly to love.
Write the rules for the games we play. Carved in stone for a future time. Broken pieces thrown away. Broken pieces that are mine. . Hope in words so nearly true.
Fight fight fight fight. Excalibur the sword of right. Lancelot you rise a knight. Many quests will soon be fought. To win your place in Arthur's court..
THE JOURNEY / RECOLLECTION. . The Journey. . By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts. Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past.
Saviour. Save me. My soul needs love. . But you can see of the need in me. A flame of your desiring. . Help me reach for the path of peace. And hide my tears whilst crying Lord.
After all is said and done. Well, I have lost you. And you have won. . It's all over and that's for sure. Now you are rich. And I am poor. . Crying. It's no good crying.
Hold me. In the morning. While the stillness is there. Whisper. Gentle lover. Whisper to me you still care. . Touch me. Touch me gently. I need you. I need you there.
Welcome to the arena of pain. Where everyone is a victim. We all are to blame. Welcome to the palace of fate. Morbid transformations. Distorted complications.