Cut my wings
people please do
for i can not fly for you
last time
i tried that
ended up in a bad way
3 flours
not so good
so i do not do that any more
so with my mind i do say
people
who the **** are you
and tell me all
for i want to know

This sad man called Paul

Sending my love to you
praying that you 'll be whole
Sending it with some hope
Sending my love
I want you to know
I see what you go through
And I know that you could
Use some love inside of you
So I am sending you a hug
And everything inside of me
I look in your eyes
And I see me
So I am sending my love to you
Praying that you'll be whole
Sending it with some hope
Sending my hope.

I wonder if you take a look
to listen to my words,
to listen to each passing phrase
the music that they make.

the sorrow of each fleeting note
I whisper to the wind,
the plot I weave of heart-felt tale
will lead me home again.

Oh listen, can't you hear the sound
the sound of falling tears?
they shatter in the chilling wind
poignant, yet so fragile.

So do you ever take a look
to read inside my heart?
or is it far beyond your care
of things to you are dear?

I wonder if you ever hear
the sound of crying notes
that drift and dance from trembling lips
that mourn forever more--

At least, they mourn forever more
if you would so allow
my heart to drown in frozen tears
and dying, dancing notes...

They finally did it,
so often they'd tried.
The whole Human race,
dead, a suicide.

The people I'd chosen
made war on Iran,
Until the last drop of Isaac
bled out on the sand.

Their allies engaged
and the dread missiles flew.
Nuclear winter
took care of a few.

The rivers of Babylon
clotted with dead.
So it was written.
So it was said.

The tribes of the Prophet
and Abraham's clan
took everyone with them
so I understand.

I really will miss them.
If I had eyes, I cry.
They only knew How,
They stopped asking "Why".

Their Cities are silent,
filled with cockroaches only,
They consigned me to Myth
and now I am lonely.

Sink your teeth
deep into my innocence,
on your plump lips
does it taste devine?
Just like this heart of mine?

Drink up the grease
of guilt and lies
I dare you, I dare you!
It'll mix with yours
just fine.

**** my wasted kisses
from the tip of my tongue,
they always lingered there,
Scrape them off with a razor
put them in a jar.

But leave my heart,
leave it dead and black
inside me.