Mmm, I take a step in my sleep, The id lies bleeding in mindstreet. My angel's shot, full of holes But now I know how to get him home. In this world
I have a dream that consumes me I bring along a simple question Can your perceptions be my reality? Will Mine become an intrusion? It's a different world
Born in a hovel Her mother cried too The village named her Maya Her father started anew. Never told she was a human Never knew otherwise Never doubted
Death continues to stalk us. Sometimes gently, mostly not. I'm at the age when loved ones die. And as I live I understand why.
