It's a picture perfect evening And I'm staring down the sun Fully loaded, deaf, and dumb And done waiting for sedation to disconnect my head Or any situation where I'm better off than dead

I'm in love with the world, Through the eyes of a girl, Who's still around the morning after.

They took your life apart And called your failures art They were wrong, though They won't know 'Til tomorrow

Crooked spin can't come to rest, I'm damaged bad at best.

Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and ye…

Though she had no one to write to, she had bought herself a blotter, a writing case, a pen and envelopes; she would dust off her whatnot, look at herself in th…

He then gave a hideous laugh and added that, if anybody was interested in his plans, he was going to join the Foreign Legion, that cohort of the damned in whic…