Peter

You're the essence of a story I heard when I was younger,. about a boy who flew upon the night, ravenous hunger.. He hungered for youth, he didn't wanna know the truth..

Paradiso

Wochenende, SMS, Sonnenflut, noch im Bett. Frhstck, kaffeschwarz, Eisblumen, Frhlingsstart. Mittagswolken,himmelblau,Du und ich,Tagtraum. Hand in, Hand in, Zukunft, weiterhin.

Poem: How To Break A Heart

How to break a heart. It is not difficult. Anyone can do it. So could you, if you tried. Just find a light. And switch it off. As easy as blinking. That's what I was taught.

Poem: Ghost

Ghost,. Did you know sometimes it frightens me. when you say my name and I can't see you. will you ever learn to materialize before you speak. impetuous boy, if that's what you really are.

Poem: At What Point Does A Shakespeare Say

At what point does a Shakespeare say. I feel it's time I write a play. What subject shall it be today. A tragedy I've done. . Lovers twain have been united.

Perdue Dans Tes Bras

Oui je brûle dans tes bras. Alors mon cœur ne m'en veux pas. Si je pars c'est pour sauver notre amour. Et éviter les ratures les écorchures. Les trop nombreux points de suture.

Paris J'ai Pris Perpète

Paris, j'ai pris perpète. Paris, j'ai perdu la tête pour toi. Ah ah ah. . Paris, quelle comédienne. Paris, quelle mise en scène de choix. Ah ah ah. . Ah ah ah.

Promenade

Promenade. . Lead me from tortured dreams. Childhood themes of nights alone.. Wipe away endless years,. Childhood tears as dry as stone.. . From seeds of confusion,.

Pirates

Who'll make his mark. The captain cried. To the devil drink a toast. We'll glut the hold. With cups of gold. And we'll feed the sea with ghosts. I see your hunger for a fortune.

Pictures At An Exhibition: The Hut Of Baba Yaga

The Curse of Baba Yaga. Double face astride the fence. Talk to all but make no sense. Your half-truth and smiling eyes. Cut us up with smiling knives..

Pictures At An Exhibition

Promenade. ---------. . Lead me from tortured dreams. Childhood themes of nights alone,. Wipe away endless years,. childhood tears as dry as stone.. .

Piano Concerto No. 1, Third Movement: Toccata Con Fuoco

Piano Concerto No. 1, First Movement: Allegro Giojoso

Piano Concerto No. 1, 2nd Movement: Andante Molto Cantabile

Peter Gunn

Every night your line is busy. All that buzzin' makes me dizzy. Couldn't count on all my fingers. All the dates you had with swingers. . Bye, bye, bye, baby.

Paper Blood

(keith emerson/greg lake/carl palmer). . Livin' on a razor's edge. Sharper than a knife. Surrender to the power of wedge. Keep running for your life. You don't need no periscope.

Pretend.relive.regret

Is this all a game?. I hate that you see me this way.. I am followed, I am lost.. Where I go, I'll never know.. . Was it a mistake?. Too many nights are left this way..

Pretend. Release. The Close.

We'll base these lies on this one night for you. And out of the mold we'll rise, out of the mold. Take back what I own.. For you I'm alone.. . This household wreaks.

People Like Me, We Just Don't Play

I can feel you leaving.. I can see you running out.. It's faith.. (Help me). I can feel you leaving.. It's a tale of what I don't .. Have the will to say,.

Perfect Day

I asked my friend I.D. if he could recall. The last 24 hours and the T.V on the floor. Shopping with bricks in the name of fun. I'd take it back officer but I don't know what I've done.