I see flames in the rain
Burned-down buildings...
Loose hair
Dribbles off...
Don't let anyone
Remove that spark of inspiration...
Lemons can make you cry,
By lemons can also be used...
When I was blind
I thought she was a map...
"Where is the the one-man whirlwind"
Floated words in my absence...
I quite miss the uncertainty
of the roaring gales of fire...
I hate that the friends
Who live closest to me...
There's a circling vulture
over this city's culture...
Well hello there Mr Dragon
I guess we meet again...
Hush now,
Quiet now...
So beautiful the cross I bear
Within my heart, within my head...