Do not hold back the fire that bore your soul my child
Or the darkness which tore you apart
It is the making of the man
The remembering of the soul’s call

The smell of gasoline is heavenly to my senses
Pavements rainbows
In metallic hues of loneliness laid bare
This god dam awful place
Full of virgins and nuns
Thy neighbour is holier than thou
Get down on your knees son
It’s time to pray

Where will be your salvation
But in the cries of a mocking bird
Shot dead at dawn
To relive on the horizons crest
Cry not
for sorrow has a new bed fellow
Anger leads me into temptation
My tears are my only release
Bring me back now
Please let me be forgiven

As in truth I am the same
The same as you and her and him
We are all interconnected

My sorrow is found in your lies
As your smile is found on my lips
Your guilt is nowhere to be seen
Because I have hidden it well
Between the seams of my soul