is left in so many words,
but is, left stage right.

Just one of them things.

Why did your tell me
you love me so

What a sight for my eyes
the day I knew you ****** some one else
so all this  your  feeling's
was not so right

One's seamed liked a dream
but Now it is true

Hurts me more
when on those nights
I dream of you.

Maybe love will break you down
baby but is that your heart, feel with me
Am I all you need to get buy

buy two for one this promotion for this week
then pass me buy

Baby never scream when I make love
for I will cry.

Where will it all end
but there is a train going from here tonight
but where then will that end
and when do alight.

Tom's Diner (Reprise)
in more than ten words
think how that might fit in.

Truly yure's

I will tell you
I do not depend on you.

Did I
dream of beauty
Or did I dream you.

I have this feeling in my head
but it is a long way home
was it something i said?
oh it's long way home
was is something i did not?
oh it's long way home
was it you not me?
oh it's long way home
was it I did not love you?

Be gra'te full when you die
and be one in your own head.

:-) :-) :-) :-) :-)
Paul@

Which way
and by which
I mean nothing at all.

While laying down trying to sleep
trying to make my active mind fall deep
I found
by willing enough my mind would drift up
from there I can see all around
from up here the ground
Wow this is so deep
tonight I might travel around.

Mother please tell me this
what do I call my own
you tell me
not to talk with strangers
then what is my own
what do I feel when that girl kisses me
is my own
or the place you band me from
on the internet
some days my eye's do not work
so mother tell me
are you killing me.

Artois is where art is
and I love bank'y's
for there that day
art was
and today is not at all
and to me that ment some thing.

Turn around the bend
Train coming around the bend
hope the rail does not come off
hope the wheels stay on
Train coming around the bend.

It is hard being surreal
and tying to feel
how you see things
and take them to how i feel
can hold your aoutgraph
for just ten secounds
but I might just come to you when
on the day I come free
of everything else
that makes me me

When I have words
in my head it hurts
never knowing
whom i might hurt
Your mind was made for you
in your head
so when I type
I never know
whom I will hurt or why
or which way is up
so I sit and cry
but still type.

Seeing the light in a station bar
and traveling for my sins
see me the host looking at his shoes
people around me
move listening to there music machines
and there the prity girl in black
a call comes in
I dance along with the beat
of all the swearing that comes to sound
and by the movement of lip 's
no good came of it

ToDay I see THE LIGHT of my dawn.

prisoners march squares
in circles
and there life goes on.

Life is not what it seams
I drift off into dreams
but love
makes you feel like
you are ten feet tall
and then when you kiss
it makes me feel small
so I look for another place
to call home.

It is hard being a man
living in this garbadge pail
I live with thirteen dead cat
and two dead rats
my living goes beyond
anything people would call normal

I carn't stand it any more
I carn't stand it any more, more
It's just not normal

I got so much time
that some of it I keep on a shelf
for later.

I remember
IT  WELL
the day
lady yellow turned blue
see green came in
and the mix of this
turned lady
YELLOW
B  L  U  E.

All my
surreal writing's
are normal
But my
dreams
N  O   T  .

A question I often ask myself
when i am not sure what is up or down
listen to my story
although it will mean nothing to you
beautiful Zelder walk in my door
then into my heart
she was from some planet I never hear off before
but as she walked into the room
my head become filled with noise
like nothing I heard before
so I wrote my own tune.

My surreal head bring's me tear's
it happens all the time, well not in so many year's
and this year the colour is blue
not that it will mean anything to you
o my surreal head.

ONe is for 3
that's what you told me
but I feel my mine is more
did you know
if you run faster you run towards light itself
so you become younger
than those that watch you do so
but I think that is true>

I do what I do everyday
darling and I do what I do for you
so I do what I do
everyday
it is just that
I am not sure I do what I do
that might seam quite mad to you
so I carrying doing what I do
just for you/us/me
cross out the words that do not apply to you.

Today my mother's coming home
from hospital
so i am going to make her one of them meals
you know the ones,
the sort that makes your tongue
want to lick your brain.

:-)    :-)    :-)    :-)    :-)    :-)

People say
listen to me or you will have nothing at all
and I know what is going on
they liken me to them selves
which I am not
I am me and nothing at all in this www.orld lost
and tomorrow will know
what are my words.

All the machines say
0000000001 WE ARE OK
all the machines communicate everyday and say
0000000011 WE ARE OK
all doctor's listen to the machines and say
0000000111 EVERYTHING'S OK
users people trying to get there cheap thrill
0000001111 WE ARE OK
they call old people old
0000011111 WE ARE OK!

REMEMBER we built this city on ROCK and Roll.

When I walk
the hills seam bigger
than I remember
and they shout back at me
MAN YOU ARE GETing OLD
BUT
MY MIND
in time seam just to grow
that's all right with me
just bothers the people around me
as i now make puffing sounds
bet I beat them all when it comes to ROCK & ROLL.

When I move the world time moves with me
and time moves on
but that does not mean **** to a ****
to anybody else but me
what have you seen in this human gene
that does not mean **** to a ****
to anybody else but me
but my sun
will rise
and
with mine
these two hands
with form these words of mine.

One of them days
where I find no reality
and into a rabbit hole may fall
ending up by a hut, down by the sea front
listening to the words
that the waves say to me
Hussssssssssh.

I was talkin to John
whom spoke in not so many words
of all the things he had done
then Betty piped up
and it seamed to me
talked only of the way she looked
Burt slipped in
and with a grin
talked of mental things
things that I do not know were to begin to
take of.

Today I was so board
felt like visiting the walking talking
takeaway of blues
for I have time in my head
for some bad news

I smiled a bit
then went out
and brought some new shoes
which pinched my toes.

When I feel you words
it is plane to me that GOD
has touch my soul
when I see the beauty of frost on a bush
when my breath hangs on the air
my words I can see
hanging there
when the rain does fall when the sun comes out
beautiful colours in the air
Then I know
GOD has touched my very soul
and that makes my spirit hop
and my heart feel good.

Some day's I feel so happy
Some day's I feel so sad
Some day's I feel so un happy
Some day's I feel so glad
That   G O D   I have you
To help me when the day's blue.

I am waking as you sleep
so do I fall into your dreams or mine,
or is it you that fall into the dreams, I can never remember
and never on my birthday in november,

BUT THERE IS THAT DREAM WE BOTH DO
THE ONE CALL LOVE.

L   o  ve    P  a  u  l    X  X  X.