Nothing new,
Nothing fresh...

Henry McNeally sat whittling one evening on his...
Humming quietly, he watched the sky to the north...

The pristine thoughts of my monomania is an unique...
If you use acute discernment, it is a sense of...

Greetings, intruder, may I inquire what you are...
I feel every shovelful of the earth that you poke...

1st Verse:
A little boy lies awake in his bed...

Life was uneventful, working this busy street,
Nothing gave me pleasure, trying to make ends...

Somehow, I did the wrong thing,
And again I made crucial mistakes...

What is left, after a Greenhouse Effect hurricane?
What can a human eye see after a nuclear blast...

I know I hurt you; and all the pain I put you...
in my drinking days...

The Internet is a paradox,
It is Pandora's Box...

Birds flock,
The bells of the church ring...

The emotional cascade is a paradoxical waterfall...
I feel it inside as well, pumping through my...