silence the torpedo a space complete to go following the pain control
don't give up now the bebris at its plow toss in the towel,
silence in an ordinary plan coming apart with a tan
who are we to blame...,
young at the duration amidst the flight
tender composed the night
wonder through the isles
pain through comfort far in belief
slow vocation as we slowly take a leak
we shall cross the river only to leave behind the plow
one word of caution through its melting snow
perched in the idol radiant to its stand
having an unbelievable plan
I look through ivy wings disapearing in the snow
playing basketball taking hold of the next tempo
share a united story so why do we begin to worry
eggs with sausage...,

frightful hobby nights in the lobby
look onto the beach
try to catch the frisbee way out of reach
a song unsung to places laid clear
why should we fear start shedding a tear
there's mountains with wizards and warlocks to vent
watching the play in M anhattan simply known as Rent,
a moment with glass parted onto the sun
a good given chase as to run