The beast looks just like me
His very presence, sucks the light out of the day...

Tears
As it plummets towards the earth...

My walls
I built my walls to hide behind...

Crystal rose
A Crystal rose so fragile and small...

Burning Willow
Lightning strikes downwards...

African bush fire
Run, run, got to hide got to move...

I lay here with you until our final goodbye
Sadness comes upon me on this final day...

The beast
There is something stirring in my town...

Pain
Hullo, is there anybody, out there...

The biker
I'm a biker see, I wear black leather...

This is a joint effort by Jim Mcmillen and myself
CLIMB ON BOARD...

A letter to Ben
I recently was asked why I live my life as I do...