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I sit each morning
Look at my empty notebook
The room is quiet
The air conditioning sounds like rain falling

Manic-depressive composer Robert Schumann
When he could not write
He d get down on his knees and he would pray for help

It s not as bad as eating your own liver
But still, I d like to think that there are better methods

I try to tackle the page that lay before me
But then I drift off and think about the concept of ben-wah balls
I rouse myself and I finish washing dishes
Make lists of errands
Make all my phone calls
And then I pray for help

But each time I try to make a fresh stab
I end up just picking at an old scab

I m still young, but I know my days are numbered
1234567 and so on
But a time will come when these numbers have all ended
And all I ve ever seen will be forgotten

Won t you come
To my funeral when my...

Divine
Exquise et chagrine
De la vie, est orpheline

Enfantine
Reine et ruine
Maudit soient ceux qui t ont prise

Greta rit, et moi je rougis
Greta tremble, la mort lui ressemble
Greta meurt, j entends dieu qui pleure
Greta aime, divine infidele
Baisers froids comme elle
Je l aime

Divine
Fuir n est pas facile
Quand la nuit vous a conquise

Tout est vide
Tu...

Ain t gonna ride that whisky train
Ain t gonna burn up no more flame
Throw away my bottle down the drain
Ain t gonna ride that whisky train

To think that I could be so wrong
To be so sick and still go on
The way I drink it s been too long
Don t see...

Clever girl, think you are but
you think too much, shut
down turn arround, don t
look that way anymore,
clever girl, think you know
but you don t know much,
try to make a move, go to a
different door

You know it s all in your
head,...

Tell me who should I be to make you love me?
Tell me what does it mean to be alone?
Can t you see me standing staring out from the distance,
hear my cry if you d only listen...
??

Kiss me fool, if...