stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me

man that lives to yearn sips at the tit of poison no will, but to die

incredible love making will turn wolves into pups bears, cubs again and icy hearts melt to a puddle

for wars not fought and battles not waged axes that fell from the hands of warriors

submerged so deeply in abysmal woes of self he makes his last choice

when the neighbors would bang on t… screaming through them telling him to stop for the love of god it is three in the morning

the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust

i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father

when they have shaved the flesh until it drapes from the bones a mind begins to entertain the del… and an end will be had

i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too

joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair

still he saws at the legs of his Steinway old habits only die hard so he tickles the ivory cigarette hanging from his lips

i can smell a clue about as well as a rock and if you’re waiting for me under a rock

for one minute my clock dreamed of infinity forever stood still in a timeless moment hidden from death and deadlines

he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart