Wander without being lost

And the curtains fall The light from above Struck off her eyes Vicious, Tricking me Telling me lies Out poured her words You didn...

Well, the thing is What would you do If you knew It was your turn to die Would you bury your head Practice your lies Tell um i...

The hubris of sight The blind are blind Not by design, Nor choice Not a matter of finding The voice of their eyes As if sight came ...

Those moments were important to me... Life at times Becomes scarce When day blends into day Is it Wednesday Or was that Yesterday...

Be smiling Bobby Fischer Ain't got nothing on me See, I ain't even playing But from my glare You can see That dumb moth...