Comments about Robert Wyatt
Sometimes I can't see inside my eyes, sometimes I can.
Its like my dreams dominate every moment, and my eyes just cant hold it.
But the words always see inside -
over and over,
words longing for a match,
But their all locked up, sewn with a latch
words of sadness, words of anger and rage,
So torn up in my life book I cant even turn the page...
then comes love, sorrow, elation,
frustration, and moments of inner peace
Like my life got sold, found a new lease....
Life's my doctor and Im the patient,
Pain all ...