A desolate pit; starved of empathy
where understandings are...

..of man's lost war, I sail my boat,
to live and keep my hopes afloat...

And so the sands of time
the fettle and fandangle...

Dream catcher please let me
fly away with you, faraway from...

Don’t keep yawning
at the sunrise...

Image exposed.
History disclosed...

Pain you cannot
See...

..so hear my plea, of mans misdeed,
to help our world, no more to bleed...

How sound affects me
waking before my alarm...

You work alone-
Striving; constantly...

we sat at the back of beyond-
where we listened to the moon...

Within these walls, of where I dwell
My life endures, a love-sick spell...