Chivalry, that bygone custom of ye… As men grew weaker And women grew stronger, A melting of the armor Revealing a melted spirit,
Surrounded by Stravinsky’s “The… close to my heart so that my soul… the music found its way to manipul… with its influential pulse and mel… It broke through the walls of my t…
Scalpels, the knives of the physic… the ruler of life and death, the good of the pain inflicted, the pathway to future’s well-being… the agony before the euphoria,
Poets in the freedom of a greater… Poets united with the voice of the… Oblivious to the shackles of the m… That lay in the lap of nature and… In green pastures with arms of fre…
Herbert the broadcast blues man of… lives in his house on Cherry Lane… too scared to come out of his rubb… in fear of the world caving in too… A victim of too much TV he is for…
As the patient danced into the office, jubilation was written all over his face. His psychiatrist asked what made him so happy, and he answered. “Please don’t try to analyze my thou...
Those strong arms of Mother Natur… That pull you into the heat of lif… Those pulsations of the hungry hea… That drive you to the threshold of… Those sublime rhythms of the spiri…
Air You are light, heavy, Wet, dry, soothing, Vexing, opaque, clear, Cold, hot, tempestuous,
Death with its deep mysterious eye… Its arms softened by the moonlit a… Its legs with that of a playful ga… In pursuit of me down the mountain… Skiing around the wicked cliffs wi…
Full of secret thoughts and revela… Hidden from view in secluded close… Sordid dreams and perverted dramas… A representation of the darkness w… The side that no one wants to visi…
Between heaven and earth, standing out in front and floatin… directing the assembly of the clou… giants in charge of the traffickin… the blowing of the idle air
Tempest churning, earth all moving… planets pacing, universe shifting, thunder talking, lightning dancing… music nervous, running prestissimo… waves pounding, rocks laughing,
My electronic stuff, my alien isla… is beyond my knowledge upon foreig… far, far away but within my reach if I could land myself upon the be… My ship is drifting with the aimle…
You, the one I chose to fight for… To make your days free of slavery, To clear the path for your inherit… To walk upon as all free men do, To choose your own leaders,
A Quiet Interlude Blasting horns, redundant melodies Saturated notes, callous basses Piercing piccolos, thunderous drum… Wayward rhythms, hollow harmonies
