Sometimes I just wake with the taste of death in...
Stands in awe at the fact that I'm alive...

You sit across this wooden table,
A reflection of innocence meeting with me...

Desperately cutting the birth cord from you all,
That allows your connections with me...

You came into my life like mist in the sun,
Telling me you just want to touch...

Judge me for my lack of sentiment,
But see my believe in One...

How foolish of me to hold onto the laws of...
Butterflies may be what it cause but only until...

Can it be that after 13 years,
I need to re-introduce myself...

Plant me in a a pot with stars.
And see my sunshine glow...

Have you known my real name,
From the date of your birth...

The first day I saw you glaring at me you stirred...
But as soon as you left the building I popped your...

Seven the number of Christian folk,
And thus a blessed year...

If you do not desire you woman anymore,
It may cause her to loose her life...