Up by the tree tops, past the crystal lakes
where the homely mounting, inhabits crystal flakes...

I get home late
i look a sorry sight...

He watched her suffer every day
it was the cancer that cause her pain...

Why come to this place
that to me is my holy shrine...

If i was a smart man
if i knew what to say...

Stones bare weight on my immortal shell
too much weight for me to bare...

Her skin is so soft
her heart is so pure...

I have my own problems, but I don't tell
Its not right, for me to parade my pain...

I wish my body, resembled the way i feel
if it did, you'd feel pity, and slip me the pill...

To get my soul back
I'd do many things...

*You really need to read the first one before you...
The Turtle and Walrus forced Piggy...

I don't want to love or be loved
I'd rather just be left alone...