She sits all alone,
with her head in her hands...

By the way you're looking at me
With the twinkle in your eye...

Strolling by the river,
skimming stones in the water...

All around me is love;
the sun in the sky...

It wasn't you that held the knife,
but it was you that caused the pain...

Untamed, I am out of control;
Spitting spite at all my friends...

Blow out thy candle, pray, sit by me,
lend me thine eyes to observe the night...

Engulfed by her welcoming wing,
on her two feet I stand...

A wilting rose.
A lost love...

The tick of a clock is the passing of time
But which part of time has been lost...

Is there no conscience in this world?
No difference between right and wrong...

I have a very clever friend,
His name is Mr Plant...