A day in a thought
What's on my mind...

Her stained colored tears
That's crowding her face...

She clears the keyhole
Like a thief in the night...

That poor little dry well
At the top of the hill...

My poor little heart
Fell off the wall...

These dark walls which I stare
Have no lights just a glare...

All you little white flowers
In dot to dot form...

It's time for bedy bye
You sleepy little eyes...

I stand at the roadside
My big mouth wide open...

I always knew when
My mom was around...

Yes I'm a Voodoo Doll
Please don't stick me...

I've been stuck in the arm
Poked in my two eyes...