This white stuff on the ground,
All soft and hardly sound...

Rain falling gently
It’s loving caress touching you...

I hug it close to me
Its soft and furry...

Tell me why
When we are so wealthy...

The currency of love
Is a wonderful thing...

As I watch your face
And smile at you life...

The doors open
As I move nearer...

I watch the pieces of my heart
Float away...

Starving hungry
I roam the streets...

I'm feeling confused
Unsure inside...

I feel this feeling
stirring inside...

Water as clear as crystal,
To clean a soldiers pistol...