Album: Bless The Martyr And Kiss The Child (2002)

Sometimes It's Our Mistakes That Make For...


It feels so good up to my skin. One more mile and it
is sinking in. I have tried to make mine a tree. And
not have so much of me. God has stolen my heart. So I
will write it down. I consume myself with invisible
things. Escape. Congradulations. This is my escape. A
pen and book and if the world can see what I got and
then lets all have a good look. A fortunate one.