Whispers in the dark
footsteps in the forest...
I look in your eyes
What do I see...
Mirror Mirror on the wall, you seem to be...
There's a crack going straight down your middle...
I've heard you weep, I've seen you cry,
I've been there as you grieve...
Yo Baby yo baby
could I love yer...
Dear You,
This is your shadow speaking...
Speak to me of ethereal beings
whom dance between the stars...
I'm afraid
that if I open...
There is this independent part of me
That can never quite grow old...
The discovery of the deeply felt significance, of...
Spurring me on to the creative expression of...
Down in the den that they call Number ten
lives a Maybot who's feeling quite cross...
Coasting stately, effortlessly through the Sun's...