Reflecting, As I do so often, whilst listening to...
On tape...

There was a young woman named sunny
Who liked eating mashed spuds and honey...

Oceans turn from blue to grey
Islands turn to rocks...

Mist of Demonic Death
Mist creeps over the edge of the road...

Mine heart is frozen, locked within a cage of gold
Thou hath mine life, thou hast stolen mine soul...

Eternity folding in over me so easily and swiftly
Enveloping me in a blanket of shadow ripped memory...

I woke up in the middle of the morning last night
I discovered my wings had left me and walked into...

I cannot bear to look upon an image of myself
Turn away from my reflection is disgust and shame...

I was 14 years and 9 months old when I first...
For all you who've never been there, Godden Green...

Do you care?
Because I don't know...

Oh dearest, How can I redeem myself I ask
For so often now, I must apoligize for my sins...

Deep inside is my hiding place,
Where I hide from all the truth and the lies...