Problem With Numbers

Three point one four one five nine three. Anybody wanna hear. What I've got to say?. My boredom is so severe. Just like it was yesterday. And it will be the day after.

Play Faster

Seems like it's here today. And we'll be here tomorrow. I don't know why we have to stay so long. I know. It's you. I want. To think about. It's you I need for.

Picture Of You

Picture of you, is all I have beside me. I can see your face, but I can't touch your body. . Now I'm missing out on something good. I can't seem to get the message through [x2].

Petrol Fumes

I can't do this anymore. The same words now just make me bored. All I've lost. You could gain. If you only ever listened to a word I said. And you still say.

Party's Next Door

Last night. Was the latest last time. That I was ever going to. Be with you again. Understand. It happens. All of the time. What about us?. And what is this.

Pena

(Fast and bulbous) fast and bulbous. (Hey, do it again) I love that, I love those words. Fast and bulbous, that's right, the mascara snake. Fast and bulbous.

Pound For The Sound

Oh dear its your nightmare. coz its started and we're laughing. you aint taking nothing nowhere. oh dear its your nightmare. strangers united and now freedom fighters.

Positivity

You think out loud. Try to convince me that my dreams lie high out of reach. In the sky, in the clouds. I have to say, I think you're wrong. Why should I try to find a way to make me think and feel the same?.

Post Script

He came on ecclesiastically. His sermon loud and bold. And I got hold of spiritual healing. . His eloquence, magnificence. I didn't stand for long. And there I learnt how prayer can be misguiding.

Part Of The Furniture

I'd be your Baba Papa. I'd be your Baba Papa. If you'd be a Baba Papa to me. . I'd be your table and chair. Philippe Starck or Bill Umblair. If you'd be a Baba Papa to me.

Painful

Fly, you greatest fool. Why can't you say what they want you to?. Why can't you do what they taught you?. And show what they wanted of you?. . Fly, you greatest fool.

Poor Moon

Ever since I was a kid. You sure looked good to me. Now I'm a man full-grown, and I. Know what I hate to see. (Oh well). It might be tomorrow. (Oh well).

Pull Away

Ohhhh. Pull. Pull away. Away from everyone. Is there some way out?. Somewhere you can go?. Oh no no no. We don't have the answers, sailed a thousand years, that's on your own.

Pale Moonlight

when its gone.... life is meaningless, until its gone. but who gives a fuck when its gone?. when its gone.... you cannot see the end, until its gone. there is no more light in your eyes.

Processional

Porpoise Mouth

The white ducks fly. All past the sun. Their wings flap silver at the moon. . While waters rush down the mountaintops. My [? ] plays circus tunes. . I dance to the wonders of your feet.

Pictures Of Matchstick Men

When I look up to the sky. I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow. Rush home to bed, I soak my head. I see your face underneath my pillow. . I wake next morning but I'm still yawning.

Photograph

Every time I see your face. It reminds me of the place. We used to go. All's I got is a photograph. And I'm feelin' like. You're not comin' back anymore.

Peace & Love

Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the stuttering convulsions and near death throes of his endearing 1962 chevro.

Payed Vacation: Greece