Turn me over
I am done on this side
and lets see the other side
of me
I dare you
lick my page
My life
My ex wife
and your legal eagle
cut of my flesh with you knife
and try to sell it back to me
and
the darkness
hangs over me

But
I
am
alright


and still


the page


will
stay








W           H          I      T        E.

Mans
only
got
one
finger
on his twenty century hand
and it points at
ME
and all that I be.



No
Place
to go
so where does the man go
when love leaves?






Into
the sands of time
blowing off the dust
or man rust
that there lay.







One with without trust of common man F * * King  stop.

is

it


T                   I               M             E


yet?



for




W  H   A   T?




Jessus!

The words are flying so fast in my mind
It's hard to pull them from the air
and put them down here



And




the




page






Stay's







W                              H                         I                       T                       E         .

Woman
i did meet
well how do you know
I will follow her dreams
and throw myself into her arms
then smell her toes, they have a perfume of there own
but that is her, so that is alright


W            O           M         A        N.

I
sing
myself
to
sleep
most nights
O
am I off my brake now

IT
IS
HARD
TO CARRY ON.

In my mind
Is not standing
like this
just standing
in
somthing
air
maybe
free.

IF
I
Could I would
But you might like to meet me at the bottom
of what I have got

this pool of life.

** one gone before

Doing the things I want to
maybe not always right
just
l e a p ing O  F  F
and fall
to a flour

But
B  O  U  N  C  I  N  G      More
than i thought before.

do tell me
am I right
in thinking!
Well
I
Let me make this clear
when I
say
I
I
mean me.