In the garden the roses have no thorns, The growth is steady and quite natural, no parasites, no harm, Immortal existence, perpetual motion, forever
know a seagull? Do you know a wreck? Are you tired of the tide? Are you tired of the tide? Roll in a rock pool, come let's hide Do you know a raging
The end of the line where zero's the sign A hole in the mind, deaf, dumb and blind Nothing to cry not even an eye Zero again the end of no end A vacant
A stagnant pool of bile contains as much interest... ...As the bible And is much less harmful And is much more helpful And is much more reverened And
The unseeing eyes of the blinded pupils Unseeing guidance, the lead of the blind dogs Token gestures from life-long investors Questions only for those
