They say all things
come to an end...
When will your love be enough?
I've turned to all the wrong things I convince...
It's a comfort in a conservative world
to have a court jester singing songs...
She embraced her nakedness,
feeling some wrinkles summoning the sun...
Through a loathsome darkened path In a valley deep...
An old man stumbled and tripped where e'er his...
I am beautiful, who are you to say otherwise?
I have imperfections, who are you to expose them...
Time.
It moves on...
They say it's hot
A burning sensation...
In time I told myself that change was a hardship
A hardship I was unaccustomed too...
I've been in captivity
My own mind a prison...
I knew nothing about the world
I was shy and shaken...
"Pineapple Island"
Pineapple Island...