("Firing party....ready...."). Sycamore ... is open.. ("...aim...fire! BANG"). That's how Sycamore opened.. That's how....Sycamore is.. (guns.). I say this somewhat quietly and without fanfare, because ....
Turn on the dishwasher. The blender. The electric can-opener. And. you can be in pain. Then your wife comes in to talk, and you can't hear. her. And she thinks you're not paying attention. Or giving you the cold.
Thoughts of response, theological kind.... Chasing the demon whose name is ignorance,. Pass through the descriptions of mental. Planes: forms, words - in instant you.
...And world just an echo of notes. Sound in divine suite of creation. Cosmic art, unbegun, interstellar accord. ...Essenial.... . Macrocosm,. Septenary structure,.
When day is gone the night is dusk. Grotesquely dark, hostilely ancient. Territories in obscurity.. The utter darkness descends. Something wild possesses the Earth.
[bonus track]. . Charmed by the splendour of this. Neurally perplexed body. To commence. Bio-organic alchemy. That's something morbid.... . Wave! Curtains falls....
Once before your birth. You were dead and separated. With neglected flesh. While personality was erased. . Erased. Consciousness - serenity and bliss.
Thrill of fear. Flash of cruelty. Was what I sensed. Of the signs you were sending. Lives as one. But seperated. Who'll drow the lines. Who tells when it's too late?.
Remains of sympathy. That's kind of what you left me with. Our divided destinies. Nailed to be lost. Beauty marks of history. Easily will repeat itself.
These are those days when I can get no sleep. I'm so tired, I'd like to fall into sleep. I fall in my bed but still I'm awake. . These questions in my mind are so much bigger than life.
It's a misty morning. But I feel like I can fly. Every step that I take. Is heavier than a thousand miles. . Concrete jungle's calling. And I'm sure I don't want to resist.
You're my all. I need you beside me. Hurts too much to be apart.. Oh how sweet but still so deceitful. This life and love can be. I was the one who never wanted to let you.
We'll always be together. We'll always be together. Forever, forever, forever. Sweet dreams. . Mirror, mirror. This is the place where love is broken down.
She will come today,. Oh God, and what I'll say?. She will smile to me, and what I'll say?. It's a game that I've never played. But I need to say:. . If you want, if you need, if you love - here I am,.
Someway. It's getting back to haunt. I feel that I could say. Everything I want.. Today. Will never come again.. We're filling emptiness inside,. And all in vain..
A blind woman asked me today:. Son, what do you see in the sky?. I don't know why but I said:. The sun.. . But nobody has ever seen the sun,. It's just a fuckin' lamp that was hung by someone,.
Climb up on my knee, Sonny Boy. You are only three, Sonny Boy. . You've no way of knowing. I've no way of showing. What you mean to me, Sonny Boy. . When there are gray skies.
There's a place for us, somewhere a place for us. Peace and quiet and open air wait for us somewhere. There's a time for us, someday a time for us. Time together with time to spare, time to learn, time to care.