“Sorrow’s child grieves not what has passed But all the past still yet to come…”

“Nature BoyI was just a boy when I sat downTo watch the news on TVI saw some ordinary slaughterI saw some routine atrocityMy father said, don't look awayYou got to be strong, you got to be bold, nowHe said, that in the end it is beautyThat is going to save the world, nowAnd she moves among the sparrowsAnd she floats upon the breezeShe moves among the flowersShe moves something deep inside of meI was walking around the flower show like a leperComing down with some kind of nervous hysteriaWhen I saw you standing there, green eyes, black hairUp against the pink and purple wisteriaYou said, hey, nature boy, are you looking at meWith some unrighteous intention?My knees went weak,I couldn't speak, I was having thoughtsThat were not in my best interests to mentionAnd she moves among the flowersAnd she floats upon the smokeShe moves among the shadowsShe moves me with just one little lookYou took me back to your placeAnd dressed me up in a deep sea diver's suitYou played the patriot, you raised the flagAnd I stood at full saluteLater on we smoked a pipe that struck me dumbAnd made it impossible to speakAs you closed in, in slow motion,Quoting Sappho, in the original GreekShe moves among the shadowsShe floats upon the breezeShe moves among the candlesAnd we moved through the daysand through the yearsYears passed by, we were walking by the seaHalf deliriousYou smiled at me and said, BabeI think this thing is getting kind of seriousYou pointed at something and saidHave you ever seen such a beautiful thing?It was then that I broke downIt was then that you lifted me up againShe moves among the sparrowsAnd she walks across the seaShe moves among the flowersAnd she moves something deep inside of meShe moves among the sparrowsAnd she floats upon the breezeShe moves among the flowersAnd she moves right up close to me”

“There Will Always Be Suffering It Flows Through Life Like Water”

“Oh, fuck it, I'm a monster, I admit it!”

“I went down to my baby's house And I sat down on the step Said 2,000 years of Christian history, baby And you ain't learned to love me yet?”

“Found in a small stone cave bitten from the roadside, stitchless save for his great outsized boots and a plague of flies, fat on the human scrappage of dinners long past, Toad squatted in the slitted stomach of a warm child, eating loudly the face of her hapless, headless father, who sat a good foot off the ground impaled up the ass on a pointed post.”

“Humming softly with the child asleep in his arms, Sardus Swift looked to the winking stars and saw the moon - a smirk on the face of heaven - as he made his way home.”