I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song

Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.

I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity

Wish I was a shepherd With a flock of sheep Sitting on a hillside Grass beneath my feet Watching over loved ones

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold

If you’ve ever seen “Natural Born Killers” Then you know a wolf Never changes colors

I stretch your being You respond with shocked intrigue Sparks dance in-between

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

I think it’s just about time for m… Pack on up and head to the Great… Maybe if I sever all my human tie… My outer world will match the one…

I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love

We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me

I know we have a special bond Because we can’t help get along Find pleasure in the naughty songs And all the rights within our wron…

I’m in the darkness You can’t intervene It’s just what I need For light to shine clean