I have a place
sort of like a room...

I am an eyewitness to the ways of man;
I am the struggle...

Dutch
Holland...

I dream out loud,
wherever dreams are allowed...

One is the worst
because he's first...

Lonely, I wander,
a cloud floating over a valley...

Here lies Dave,
Whom went exploring in a cave...

They say wisdom comes with age-
I find this quite untrue...

Metal
shiny, cold...

All I can think of is you;
us being together, those late nights when we'd...

The pen flows
when you touch it upon paper...

Can you hear it,
a monstrous cannon after the blackest of skies is...