

WhenTheEndOfTheWorldComesWhen the end of the world comes, will you be buried by me? So I can talk to you through the dirt and always have a little bit of morbid company?WhenTheEndOfTheWorldComes
When the End of the World comes, can we be buried by snow, so that Hell won't be so hot?
When the End of the World comes, can we take The Music with us?
Will I still be experimental? Will I still be cynical? Will my anti-corporation beliefs ever change?
Even if the World Ends?
Will I remain more likely to be averse to organized religion? Will Death keep me environmental? When Hippies die are they recycled?


Of Frogs and Princes:I kissed a sleeping frog the other day,Of Frogs and Princes:
Because he was my Sleeping Beauty.
And I was his Princess Charming,
Decked out in Drag,
And ready for action.
But as our lips touched, he did not move.
There was no quiver or flicker of life.
Because it was no witch's enchantment,
Or a god's inflamed curse.
No wizard cast him from a mountain.
There was no story behind his long slumber.
I kissed him once more, just to make sure,
That he was really sleeping.
I touched his brow, but no life
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There is no evil, only choices.
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You're pins, I'm needles, let's play.
I cannot pretend I will not surrender to these dreams in my head.
The moon is dark and I can't sleep
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If anything can go wrong, it will
- Murphy.
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