circles of frenzy
like a dog chasing his tail
I'm chasing my life
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circles of frenzy
like a dog chasing his tail
I'm chasing my life
I'm chasing my life,
But cannot quite run as fast -
Where have the years gone?
where have the years gone
and how does one get there too?
More road behind me.
More road behind me
The plane taking off having
Wings tightly folded
Wings tightly folded
Against the buffeting wind
Cruising altitude
More road behind me,
Broken from a fearless wave
Riding the last beat.
Cruising altitude,
The waves are rocking slowly
Over his calm mind.
Over his calm mind
Pass all the troubles of life
Never sinking in
Never sinking in
that all these lessons you teach
don't educate me
Don't educate me
Don't try to "civilize" me
Dogma won't help me
Dogma won't help me
Neither is Karma my friend
I shun Destiny
I shun destiny
Till forgotten morrows lie
Deep eternity
Deep eternity
Hollow spiral, never spill
Too many echoes
Too many echoes
Sights crowds yellow grey mirror
Sound ripples water
Sound ripples water
Hot tub with built-in speakers
Back-beat in bubbles
Back-beat in bubbles
Twirling in a steamy mist
Bring tears to my eyes
Bring tears to my eyes
That I may see how you weep,
Kiss away sorrows
Bring tears to my eyes
Sentiment onion stab pain
Salt liquid results
Salt liquid results
In bouyancy, freshwater
Will kill our Gulf Stream
Will kill our Gulf Stream
William murder our Lear Jet
Bill destroy our Stealth
Bill destroy our Stealth
but they'll ne'er take . . . our freedom!!
Love Mel in a kilt
:blush:
Love Mel in a kilt
Naïve lass toys with oldest sin
Praise that temptation
Praise that temptation
All is fair in love and war
Some things never change
Some things never change
Once that drive takes hold of you
That serpent's too sweet
That serpent's too sweet
Danger lurks for the naive
Until it's too late
Until it's too late
She drifts through the dreary stars
Looking for home
Looking for home,
Where Death scatters the roses
Of deep deep saffron.
Of deep, deep saffron-
Ragged wildflowers grow here.
A year of worship!
A year of worship
Wasn't half as much fun as
Six months of whoreship
Six months of whoreship
It got old. I got older.
Oldest profession
Oldest Profession
Deep lines show the years of work
Hard, faded mattress
Hard, faded mattress
Lying, sleepless on this bed
Conversing with Death
Conversing with Death -
Her hat is unbecoming.
"Away," I tell her!
"Away" I tell her
get thee gone foul fiend person
redundency strikes
"Away!" I tell her.
Don't need to take fashion tips
From the grim reaper
From the Grim Reaper:
Called today but you were out,
Will call tomorrow.
Will call tomorrow
love, but don't tell anyone
Discretion's a must
Discretion's a must.
"Fine. Secrets," said the Reaper,
"Work in my favor."
"Work in my favour."
Death shall be the penalty
For bold rebellion!
For bold rebellion
Is not the savior you sought
Rather, your downfall