…See the skies hanging low Up upon walls the crumbling voice You ask yourself what is this time And what's the meaning of being? You ask yourself what is this time And what's the meaning of being? Follow the river at…

…colder of full path, but does it change anything, of you, is it easier alone to move. Then comes the emptyness, if you like it, everything is fine, otherwise its all the same beat, like if, your head is like a broken glass, it doesnt matter, what kind of music, is the walch.…

…I'm drained but aching for more And the devil inside is reading The words of the saddest poem To be engraved on the stone on my grave I'd kill to share your pain (and carry the shame) And sell my soul for you just to…

…Once again feel the rain Falling inside me Cleaning all that I've become My home is far but the rest it lies so close With my long lost love under the black rose You told I had the eyes of a wolf Search them and find…

…. What life will bring, it will bring it to me. Opportunity of error brings contents of humanity. We are same ashes, same light air, so, peace now, this world is tired of hate. It is the same you believing to kismet or…

…I hear you breathe so far from me I feel your touch so close and real And I know My church is not of silver and gold, Its glory lies beyond judgement of souls The commandments are of consolation and warmth You know our…

…remember those cold season days, you are now like my xmas angel. that is, what i need, to be as happy as now, for all ages. We are living in our new house, It is not defenately any country house, it is far away from the…

…This is from ‘72 also About being on the road lt’s called turn the page, yeah One, two, three, and... On a long and lonesome highway East of Omaha, You can listen to the engine Moaning out its one-note song. You can…