Words Willcox/Music Bogen)



My fingers are grass

My tongue the asp

My town a burial mound



My eyes are jewels

My ears hear tools

put them down



My feet are wings

My body sings

Without a sound



Eyes of blind ignorance

See a world of despair

Mountains of man

Hide cities too deep

Cool dark graves where bodies creep



My nose is sharp

it cuts the glass

And then I escape



My back is flat

Off the beaten track

am a landscape



am at peace

The feeling's neat

Then suddenly I awake



Eyes of blind ignorance

See a world of despair

Mountains of man

Hide cities too deep

Cool dark graves where bodies creep



am a waterfall

come tumbling

tumbling

tumbling down

Into infinity

journey to the sea

rain through leaves and trees

On beggars and thieves

On fools that grieve

But I am

I am

I am



stand at my window

Wind and moonlight

Fire my hair



touch the glass

It can't be seen

But it's always there



I'm told I'm free

And I believe

Four walls imprison me



Eyes of blind ignorance

See a world of despair

Mountains of man

Hide cities too deep

Cool dark graves where bodies creep



My fingers are numb

My tongue is blunt

am only me



My eyes are shallow

My ears hollow

am only me



My feet are still

I'm unfulfilled

am only me



My head's a bed

It feels like lead

My mind's totally free



must sleep

am

must sleep

am

must sleep

am

must sleep to dream

am





Side Two: 'Happy ever after