Born to this world
In order to die
Sentenced to breath
With no reason why
...
Wrecked angles
Don't form rectangles
When they've come out
Of the angle grinder
...
I was bitten by the big apple
I was bitten to my core
Now it's the apple of my eye
Now it's the apple of much more
...
It's a lazy wind
that blows through
Not around things
like it's supposed to
...
She left his kiss upon her lips
Letting it's moisture sink in
It found the way to her heart
And flapped to the beat of love
...
Rabbits with beards
Always give me the weirds
Then I'm deranged
And mad and estranged
...
Your heart is in the country
You used to have a place there
To go and visit at the weekends
And rediscover that part of you
...
Ephemeral Angel Of Flesh
Born to this world
In order to die
Sentenced to breath
With no reason why
She's all caught up
In a mortal mesh
An ephemeral angel
Made only from flesh
With gossamer skin
So smooth and pale
Ethereal yet material
Eventually to fail
She's all twisted up
Crammed into a coil
Trapped in this form
Embodied with toil
So born of this earth
And discovering hell
Is a place inside
The physical shell
She's all caught up
In a mortal mesh
An ephemeral angel
Made only from flesh
Cursed with beauty
An incarnate dream
Or nightmare shroud
In perpetual stream
Being witness to
Her own slow decline
She'll live in a mirror
Till the end of her time
Born to this world
In order to die
Sentenced to breath
With no reason why
She's all caught up
In a mortal mesh
An ephemeral angel
Made only from flesh