See everyone with one face,
It can oversimplify your chase.
Look at the soul of each one,
...
I thought I was made of hard stone,
And I thought I would never melt.
But I erupted and I'm melting, now I'm liquid. I've melted.
...
Lost And Found
I found you,
So long after forgetting you.
At the bottom of
My last glass of whiskey.
There you were, with all your memories
Under a half melted ice cube
Hasn't your occupation ended?
I thought we had a deal to end it!
Why are you pursuing me,
Bombarding every thought in me.
In my glass, in my head
In my prayer and in my bed.
I beg you to leave me,
And not to besiege me.
But you have already gone,
Why does your presence linger on?