LOUD & PROUD LOUD & PROUD Alone, in the crowd Sometimes I feel more dead than alive Sometimes I feel I can do it this time Sometimes I feel so empty
The soft sound of snow crunching underfoot gives me comfort. Her building is at the end of the block. She lives on the north side. Bottom floor. Middle
(originally by The Doors) Not to touch the earth Not to see the sun Nothing left to do, but Run, run, run Let's run Let's run House upon the hill Moon
Hush now, close your eyes open your mouth, swallow lies Hush now, close your eyes open your mouth, swallow, swallow lies Moth breath fluttering He
There are nights, so vacant and hushed, I can feel the texture of my tattered soul moving within me. Black tar, dripping, sticky and thick. A soft, slow
These days of rage have left their stain on me. I've pummeled this world to dust I've broken these men of blood Now I wake naked, in the debris But
We dream like lions warm in the frost fresh from the kill tiny teeth and claws We dream like lions Deep beneath the loam The windows of his soul Ash
A soft procession of endless hymns swallowing bullets like sleeping pills Across the floor of an ancient room it was not God, it was not the moon the