Long Dreams
and give me half a loaf,
I'm on the lowest layer,
Please hear me speaking of
the things I have been loosing
like burning voodoo doll,
and set my speech to music
an anthem of my soul.
— Hello, a hairy beggar
You rove your eyes on me
— I smell just like a cellar
But it's not what I need.
- Long dreams in childhood years,
nightmares for now,
this nomad has only fears,
as fright'n as a cow.
Demons are sowing the seeds,
Moonlight is floppy and dim,
Noontime just doesn't exist,
Peril is there — in your long dream.
But you still hope
to become happy,
Eating your slops,
Recalling your Peppy.
I'm not the best in bowing,
I'm just a real beat.
I set myself a-going,
I'm on the anxious seat
My friend, we'll fight in couples
Until the final shot
You're not becoming hopeless.
I'm tearing that old coat
- Long dreams in childhood years,
nightmares for now,
you nomad see everyone's fears,
you're bolder, somehow.
Demons are sowing the seeds,
Moonlight is floppy and dim,
Noontime just doesn't exist,
Peril is there — in your long dream.
But you still hope
to become happy,
Eating your slops,
Recalling your Peppy.
No hostel for you, rover
You look so desolate
Yours is an autumn shower,
And you just stay and wait.
You've done that famous murder
and pray the Jolly God
You're telling tales in order
that I'd just sit and nod.
Pay your homage to me
You're so bleak but so noble
Never fell on your knees…
You are story for novels.
Solo ;)
Demons are sowing the seeds,
Moonlight is floppy and dim,
Noontime just doesn't exist,
Peril is there — in your long dream.
But you still hope
to become happy,
Eating your slops,
Recalling your Peppy.
2002-2004
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