And so we gather
some tearful, strained convulsions, leaking sorrow...
I travelled the road of my desire
a path which led me to love-shire...
Beware of what you say ‘yes’ to
it is such a small word...
The world was harsh and dismal,
Weighty storms upon times clock...
...
Life
miraculous, hopeful...
I'm
So-So...
I’ve gone too far on the road
to remember...
I've traveled many lands,
I have seen what most will not...
the bed is empty
no jasmine nor lavender...
To the lady so dear to me
Yet so far away...
My soul has an antenna
picking up bad vibrations...