The stars that shine and the stars that shrink In the face of stagnation the water runs Before your eyes Swallowing diamonds A cutting throat Your teeth
She tries not to shatter, kaleidoscope style Personality changes behind her red smile Every new problem brings a stranger inside Heplessly forcing one
With your mouth around the bottle-then you smash it on the hearth reach out for another one-don't look back on the past a chair through the window-then
Chasing a monsoon over the dune Oh fly me to the moon, get me there soon I don't have to prove I'll last longer than you One hump or two any handicap
HE MOA KANE (ancient Hawaiian riddle) Above is red-below is red hear the ringing voice... a strutting rooster
Drifter sleepwalk, drifter sleep talk Awake to who is following Moving like water, moving drifting on the wind A drifter coming in Then I dreamt that
It hurts There's a pain in my head I wish it would stop But it never stops I can feel it coming I'm getting weaker Please, help me I'm getting weaker
Sunrise breaks its fatal perfume And I'm dizzy to distraction The scented clutches of a siren's lament Embrace the sound of enchantment Five fathoms
I get feeling, I'm not alone I get feeling, it's someone I don't know Do you ever have strange sensation When you're standing mighty tall To jump from
I would see you falling down Still I would have been around Hated to hear the sound As you fell and punched the ground Such as miserable suicide Performed
I am stone and I am blade A sharp eternal instant A darker heart a distant moan Pleasures deep and spectral instinct Look me in the eye Speak it to my
The bursting balloon coctails are soon young glands young flesh invade the room a sardonic mood ughh... watch the rich fatty eating raw fish with avid
Infinity stretches unlimitlessly Countless days pass by immeasurably Anniversaries gutter in the maelstrom Whirling a snowstorm of lustrous millennium
kula 'ula 'ula poni 'alani melemele polu 'akala 'oma 'oma 'o Come to the festival of colours celebrate the festival of colours shake your serpent
Got to get up, get into life, got to get up, get into life Got to get up and live this life, got to get up and win this life No more looking down, look
Hibiscus head in a flower bed A finger hewn planted and sewn Oh, magic in her hands She could make anything grow Magic in her hands She had green fingers
Now me and my partner we work on the run The quick try to get quicker and the creepers get hung It's you that got wasted tonight on the job One lost his
The night is still and the frost it bites my face I wear my silence like a mask and murmur like a ghost Trick or treat, trick or treat, the bitter and