Tonight I shall wake up
from the nightmare of this life...
it is raining, I think.
I hear muffled sounds on my rooftop...
I guess I kinda wandered aimlessly through life
I've held jobs some would class as good...
Her elegant frame stole my sight
A glamour of golden hues in deepest night...
Ill always try
No matter if I die...
Feelings are for pathetic fools
They get you nothing...
The English language to me
Is something deadly and scary...
The historic charm of this old town calls to me
Buried in the hills just below Jefferson’s house...
The house is beginning
to echo now...
There is no great truth behind this
Nor no great lie to tell...
There’s nothing like it - the moment you step...
Just throw your head back, take a minute to enjoy...
Rats scrabble within these thin walls
What once was majestic now eaten alive...