Sit down next to me
My angel with scabbed wings...

No heart, no soul
Yellow bellied from the get go...

Post hypnotic messages
Flying through her brain...

All paths lead to here
They never lead away...

I’m thinking about thinking
I’m dreaming about dreaming too...

Stick to your guns
Silver bullet special...

Images have danced
Pictures have entranced...

Under my special tree
Is where I sit and think...

The nightfall wrapped in silence
Falls upon frost bitten rose hill...

Today the world is broken
Bleeding hearts bled all but dry...

Walk with me
Past what once counted as dreams...

This tunnel so dark
I can't see the end...