August 30th, 2008
from ripe to rotten too real to live should
i lie down or stand up and walk around
again my eyes finally wide open up my
eyes finally wide open shut to find the
fount of sound that hears the touch of my
tears smells the taste of all we waste
could feed the others but we smother
each other with the nectar and pucker the
sour a bittersweet weather it blows through
our trees swims through our seas flies
through the last gasp we left on this earth
oh it's a long lonely journey from death
to birth it's a long long lonely journey
from death to it's a long lonely journey
from death to birth oh it's a long lonely
journey from death to birth/yeah yeah yeah
yeah should i die again should i die around
the pounds of matter wheeling through
space i know i'll never know until i come
face to face with my own with my own
with my own with my own cold dead face
oh with my own wooden case yeah yeah
pucker the sour sugar sweet weather blows
through our trees swims through our seas
flies through the last gasp we left on this
earth oh it's a long lonely journey from
death to birth it's a long lonely journey
from death to birth/what should i die again
should i tell you when the pounds of matter
wheeling through space i know i'll never
know unitl i come face to face it's a long
lonely journey from death to birth it's a
long lonely journey from death to birth
/ p a g o d a
