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There Is Only One Thing I Long For
Inside Her Head There Must Be An Angel
Passion Flows Through Her Like A River Of Blood
Sunless Throughout
I Was Wounded Early, And Early I Learned That Wounds Made Me
A Bit Burned By The Wild Moving Flames
Not Quite So Dark
Fate Slew Her, But She Did Not Drop
Yes I Do, No I Don’t
I Just Like To Sit Here
Dark Exploded As A Vein Explodes On The Heart
A Drawing In The Sky, It Looks Surreal
That Sweet Familiarity Of The Night
When Ordinary Life Shackles Me, I Escape
You’ll Never See The Bright Moon Again
Phenomenal Woman, That’s Me
That Oneness You Can’t Know By Reasoning
My Senses Cannot Fathom This Darkness
The Free Birds Think Of Another Breeze
So As To Be Able To Stay On Earth
The Shadows Walked Like Cats
One For Zero
Some Roses And Their Phantoms
Excluding The Noise Of A Complicated Life
In The Skeletons Of Dust
New Waves Keep Arriving Onshore
Since That One Night Lost In Time Now
I Leave Traces Of Myself In My Songs
For In Her Eyes Her Pain Was Raw
You Are Not Reaching Out For My Hand
At The Limit Of Exclusion
It Is Simply That You Are Fading Away
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
A Hundred Universes You May Roam…
Here She Comes From Under The Ruins, In The Climate Of New Words
Immersing Myself: I Am
I Want To Run Away From You For Good
To See The Summer Sky
Your Magic Always Feels Exactly Right
What If It Were Possible To Vanquish?
There Will Be No More Mysteries
All By Myself Absorbing The Silence
Your Taken Control Of My Every Nerve
At The Farthest Bounderie
The Strongest Heartbeat Suddenly Felt In No Time
In The Earth Of The Harsh Country
This Is The Beginning Of Jewels
But Sleep? On A Night Like This? What An Idea!
Faithful To A World Unknown
But One Of Us Is The Other’s Dream…
The City Dissolves, Only Poetry Knows How To Pair Itself To This Space
The Lands Divide From You
Only The Marvelous Has Power Over Me
Chasing Up Words Spoken in Riddles
A Shade Grows Star Each Night
Glimmering And Vast, Out In The Tranquil Bay
Not Moving For An Instance
On The Edge Within A Semicircle Sea
I Never Felt Like That Before
Where Light Is Turned Back Into The Air
The Room Gets Dark And A Struggle Starts
The Sunken Road In The Cliff
Nothing Except A Thread Of Cloud Around Her Waist…
A Lifetime Of Stories
The Nonexistent Is Whatever We Have Not Sufficiently Desired
I Can’t Even Remember Your Name
Overwhelmed By Painful Plots
Faster And Faster Tthey Walked
I Am So Thirsty For The Marvelous
I Don’t Know What To Expect Of You
Are There Any Last Words Left To Say?
Back At Me In Idolatrous Quiet
Trying To Escape Via Narrow Doors
Endlessly And Without Ever Succeeding, I Try To Heal The Sky
I Rather Keep My Distance
It’s Time Now To Be All By Myself
Their Faces Were Both Very Pale And Quiet
In A Garden Turned To Dust
Looking For Some Peace Of Mind
A Time Between Ashes and Roses
Let Us Live A Little Longer In This Dream
Listening To These Bittersweet Words
Feeling The Chill Of That Distant Death
Like A Map Showing The Strata Of Things
As If I Can Puck You Right Out Of The Sky
We Are Born With A Scream
Handling Destiny: Tools Of The Trade
Bittersweet Deep Down Up Till Its Solid Core
She Does Not Intellectualize About Her Dream
And She Piles Her Hair Up On The Left Side Of Her Headpiece
Feeling The Roots Of Phenomena
Let Me Just Pack Up My Words And Leave…
Because It Is Precious To Me
She Was Silent For A Moment
Flowers Shall Grow And I Am In Them
It’s Not That You Are Dead
Useless To Open Every Window In The World
All The Whirl Of Our Turbulent Passions
You Committed Suicide Of Your Inner Self
I Beg You To Show Me Your Teardrops
And I Was Born From Your Womb, Wasn’t I?
But What Good Is This Truth?
I Want My Dark Lady. I Want My Angel. I Want My Tempter.
And As Your Fortress I Will Be The One To Save You
How Many Unhappy Dreams
An Infinately Multiple Personality
There’s A Bluebird In My Heart That Wants To Get Out
Be Faithful To That Which Exists Nowhere, But In Yourself
I No Longer Have Control
In Her Mind, The Turbid Ebb And Flow Of Human Misery
I Only Believe In Intoxication, In Ecstasy
Why Do You Insist That I Place A Piece Of Night In Every Word Of You?
For They Dream Their Dreams With Open Eyes /3
A Woman Of Progressive Intellect
My Body Frozen Like A Statue
We Are Made Up of Layers, Cells, Constellations
Il y a quelqu’un dans ma tête, mais ce n’est pas moi
What Is Stronger In Us – Passion Or Habit?
When I Look At My Life And Its Secret Colors, I Feel Like Bursting Into Tears
Shadows Growing On The Walls And Floors
Finding Back The Original Unity Of The Androgen
Heaven Only Knows Why We Love It So
The Long Gaze Back Is Always Turned Inward
Your Stunning Beauty I Observe
Drowning, You Will Be Forced To Release Yourself
Except For What Is Washed Ashore
On A Point Of Sand She Focused Her Attention
Above Her, Stars. Beneath Her, Constellations
Hammered In the Sun To Emerald
Before Me The Sun Disappears
Not Quite Pledging The Eternal
For They Dream Their Dreams With Open Eyes /1
What Would Your Good Do If Evil Didn’t Exist?
A Child – So High – You Are, And All This Is Folly To The World
Requiem For My Friend
Or Is It Just Inside, Inside My head
You Come And The Time Slips Away In A Dream
Bound Fast By Thousands Of Ordinary Words
I Saw It On The Strangest Sea
I Know Noble Thoughts Are Fighting Inside Me
There Would Be The Beginning Of Rubies
She May Not Believe In Magic
I’ve Heard It In The Chillest Land
My Head Has Dissolved Into Thin Air
Dreaming The Same Dream In Unison
As If Supported By The Skies
And Then Sometimes You Try To Hide
For They Dream Their Dreams With Open Eyes /2
The Sigh Of All The Breaking Seas
She Did Not Want To Be Effaced
Sun-Coloured To The Imperishable Core
Then She Would Lose Herself
East of Earth: An Idyll
At The Cornering Of Antipodes
Barefooted And Dazzled, To You
You Within Me In The Years
Your Eyes Are Revealing You
You Seem To Urge Me To Betray You
I Escape, One Way Or Another. No More Walls
A Vague Sense Of Failure
Millions Of Thoughts Are Circling Around
I Could Fool You, You Wouldn’t Know It
Trying To Break My Soul Free From Its Cage
Words Are Fading Away, Shadows Are Falling On Me
And The Days Are Not Full Enough, And The Nights Are Not Full Enough
Memories Are Lost, Taken By The Wind
Here Is The Shadow Of My Sword
Rolling Down My Face Is A Frozen Teardrop
From The Actions Stems The Dream Again
Fragile Are The Walls That You Keep Up
But If The Sun Falls
Lost In The Moment That Follows
Writing Memories Down With Different Colors Of Ink
Tree You Are, Moss You Are, You Are Violets With Wind Above Them
Aim For The Moon. If You Miss it , You May Hit A Star
On The Molten Axis Of Absence
And The Heart Is Not Yet Sweet
Take A Long Look. It Might Be The Last.
And She Is Here As On A Darkling Plain
Every Rose As It Tires, Is Her Name, As It Journeys, Is Her Name
Unexpectedly Two Worlds Collide
There Is Always More Mystery
The Frozen Sea Within Me
Now Bound In And Now Embracing
Golden Heads Fell Into The Earth
Watching From Behind A Screen
I Believe In Light — Radiating And Penetrating, Pointing Toward A Direction
Like All Her People She Felt At Home In The Forest
Her Steps Unconsciously Quickened
Dropped To The Earth
Just The Deepness Of The Music
Five Billion Miles Away, A Galaxy Dies
I Am Still A Child With A Whole Life Ahead Of Me
Let Us Again Pretend
An Angel Of Death Is Near Me
Just Figuring Out what’s Wrong With My Soul
You Are Not Going To Take Me Down Again
Words Are Flying Away From Me
And Then We Added The Colors In The Rain
Let No One Touch It
Is It The Sea I Hear In Me, Its Dissatisfactions?
I Feel A Cleaving In My Mind
Thoughts Are Getting Lost
When The Poles Arch Against Light
If All The Shadows Disappeared
Silence Seemed To Have Fallen Upon The World
I Tried To Match It – Seam By Seam
Seeing The Dawn Before The Rest Of The World
No Longer Matters What I Feel
Memories Remain With Us Forever, Like A Touchstone
How Can I See What I Hold Secret, How Can I Make Peace With My Own Face, And Embrace Myself?
I Live In Perpetual Expectancy
My Soul Is Longing For Release
I Only Understand Life Lyrically, Musically
Each Day Is A Little Life
Truth Is Beautiful, But So Are Lies
Simplicity, A Lovely Word To Say
All Those Violent Impulses
From All Her Acts Such Lovely Graces Flow
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