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One Way Street       Time passes by like those nights Spent staring at the ceiling, Wishing I could stop MY heart from feeling. So here I go again, Back to an old friend… A dirty one way street. "Has anybody round here Seen or heard Blake’s Angels in the trees?" Through a cloud of smoke, An old man said to me, "Darlin if that’s what you’re lookin for This ain’t the place to be". Outside the cold wind blows And everybody d...

 The Pardon      As I look beyond the bars they have made for me, I wonder what it's like, On the outside.    What would I do, If I were to make myself free?    Could those who keep me here bring me back?    Once free from my cell, Would I become enlightened, As my eyes adjusted to the world outside my cell?   Would I create things Of beauty or of the intellect?    Or in my freedom, Would I become a madman, Causing only confusio...

One Way Street Time passes by like those nights Spent staring at the ceiling Wishing I could stop MY heart from feeling. So here I go again, Back to an old friend… A dirty one way street. Has anybody round here Seen or heard Blake’s Angels in the trees? Through a cloud of smoke, An old man said to me, Darlin’ if that’s what you’re lookin’ for This ain’t the place to be. Outside, the cold wind blows And everybody down here knows, The bell tower chimes...

Before you come any closer, stranger, There are a few things that I must say. The world surrounds me with its pain... I see the anger I hear the cries. Predator and Prey. And which one am I? I am Predator. A rabid cur, staring at the moon. If you could see inside, poor stranger, Then you would know the danger. Inside of me dwells murder. But still... Let me go a little further. I am Prey as well, For inside, love also dwells. In my heart, there is trust. You may come now closer, stranger, If ...

Before you come any closer, stranger, There are a few things that I must say. The world surrounds me with its pain... I see the anger I hear the cries. Predator and Prey. And which one am I? I am Predator. A rabid cur, staring at the moon. If you could see inside, poor stranger, Then you would know the danger. Inside of me dwells murder. But still... Let me go a little further. I am Prey as well, For inside, love also dwells. In my heart, there is trust. You may come now closer, stranger, If ...