wish i was a carraway so i could tell stories and dream fishes - looking thru all those eyes
- a fiddler on the roof can see how high i am and peace blessed- shall i ever come down
-oh lord- jeshua of the cross -i do need you on trying night, but i'd rather claim freedom most times
this isn't me
all my friends looking at me thru chipped glass
and all they see is casanova crushing- hippie fake toss and a broken limb
leave me behind
you can pull away - trip into the night, and i'll stay here- trying to breathe
i can find the eyes of dr. eckelburg
i will push thru -myself- beautiful sleep for dreams
hollywood - hollywood- oh drug queen shining in the camera
one way ticket and i will fade away
one day
some way
all my friends will leave to see but i'll be there
oh lord help me

___---parch