I've been living here
for two centuries
Two hundred years
in the oakwood

I've been watching the sky
For too long now
I've seen the moon,
I've seen the stars
But I need something new

I've never moved
Since the day I'm born
I know the sun, I know the birds
But I've got a secret dream...

I wanna watch the sea,
I wanna see the waves

In the secret of his dreams
sitting in the darkness he is looking
out through the window
sounds and laughs resounding
in his memory
like a trembling on the other side
of the window

waiting for the ending
he sings the song
telling the story of a man who
know life's thorny like a rose
waiting for the ending he sings
the song

this is the story of a man
who knows there's nobody else
around

guiding bird has disappeared
joining hands, he closes his eyes
and put his head on the pillow
something wrong has changed
his faith in misery
his life is like a movie waiting for a scenario

life...is...thorny like a rose pray...waiting...for an answer faith....

I am no longer a comfort to othersI've entered my nombril
the belly button of psychosis
spinning in paranoia.
I eat bananas all day long while
I watch the clock
and listen to the door.
Self doubt follows me like a stray cat
that I'm afraid to kick away.
Age and time. Shifting toward cancer, dementia, seemingly unstopable.
I take selenium from the sea. There are buckets of seaweed in my bathroom.
I am no longer a comfort to others or myself,

I grab my knife and a whip in my dreams smashing my stomache and back till the bones bleed and a hole erupts.
I take a knife and I cut off bits of seaweed that I eat in my silent kitchen.
I am taking selenium in doses that the doctor says isn't safe. I am taking selenium in doses that the doctor says isn't safe.
I drink beer to keep the seaweed down.
The
highs of applause amplify the lows of my loneliness, once the hands
have all stopped clapping, I can hear my stomach moaning.
Doubts about vision and intelligence - stop the spontaneous breathing.

Echoes
of her laughter keep me awake. I am no longer a comfort to others and I
climb a dark wall using a candle that I hold in my teeth. It is a dark
moutain, humid and green. I climb into my bathtub and cover myself in
the sinuous weed from the sea.
I am no longer a comfort to others.
I am taking selenium in doses that the doctor says in't safe.