Eyes distant as the Moon skin as pale and...
Someone's Daughter...

A robot I wish I could be
Full of wires and circuitry...

Jesus was a Carpenter
Wood and Nails His trade...

I don't like custard
and you do...

In life's circus a clown I play a painted smile I...
Acting the fool for all to see while...

I battle love and all its woes as did the son of...
Heracles lend me your strength and visions of...

I stifle my scream
Turn pain to Peaches and Cream...

I admit it I did it I stilled her
I picked up my axe and I killed her...

I see my Fathers face these days
As into the mirror I stand and gaze...

If only your words were falling leaves
How brightly my Autumn bonfires would burn...

The house is so quite as I walk down the stairs...
beard rasping on my calloused hand the ticking of...

We miss you
Your hands feet and toes your tiny fingers...