I will not be afraid
of closing the binding...

Sleepy hands are tracing fire,
as your fingers dance across my knee...

I'll wear this round my neck because
you gave it to me...

O Love, how ardent be
the words with which I would woo thee...

an endless cycle of
green and yellow and brown...

Hey now boy, would you let me be yours?
would you stand up and dance...

I've got windblown hair
and you've got cloudy eyes...

This morning I woke up shaking.
Scared and shaking so hard...

hum
with pain...

I feel your loss
like two rivers...

Life was flying by, and I,
I was just hanging on...

I just want to scream.
Just want to turn the music up...