There's a dark fading light. In the garden where you. Lay your head tonight. Through the darkened hours. Were you thinking of me?. A state of sleep. Is what you'd rather be.
Take a light bulb from the closet. And replace the one above the faucet. Scrape the whisker from my face. Nick my lip in pointless haste. . Take a magical marker black.
your personal pariah is in a wool cap. the mirror flakes away take a long nap. . watching the threads disintegrate. like the Krishna beads in a lockbox safe.
It's a battle of the culinary arts. In this boiling land. You met your mate. Over across that river. And some good old contraband. . In thailand. Thailand.
suckin on a toothpick. soaked with cinnamon. the boys in the backroom played on. Anonymous Adonis. he's the one you want. the boys in the backroom played on.