Why is it we spend most of our lives being afraid...
We live in a world of Ifs buts and maybes. We are...

I very often think my life is over
As if I have come to the end of the road and there...

I had a dream the other night
And in this dream I had a fright...

Thoughts like colours fill my head
I am a vessel of the dead...

Would you miss me if I wasn't there?
What would you miss what do we share...