Could God really be so To give us feelings that never be fulfilled. 'cause I ever found peace upon the breast of a girl I ain't ever found with the religion of the world I ain't ever peace at the bottom of a glass it seems the more I ask for the less I receive In our lives we hunger for we cannot touch. All the thoughts unuttered & all the unexpressed Play upon our like the mist upon our breath. But, awoken by grief, our spirits "How could you that the life within the seed that grew arms reached And a heart beat. And lips smiled And that cried. Could die?" How many whores have walked that door Lain by my side & in my mind & taken me to where the heat blisters the skin upon my makes me reach out & weep for the when I was pure of & slept in peace. Everybody knows what's wrong with the world But I don't even know going on in myself. I smell the upon the breath of the lost & lonely I hear the thoughts whisper in the hearts of all men. You're the feeling I ever had. You make me cry you look into my eyes. And see me for who I am. got too much energy to switch off my mind, but not to get myself organized. tell me what your name is-- I your body, not your mind, I want a feeling, paying for before I say goodbye But as I was talking, I couldn't her in the eyes, I kept wondering,-- How many men unleashed frustration between her thighs? I was trying so to please myself, I was turning somebody else. Well, whats a man got to fight for when he's his freedom by the look of this human It aint just the who'll be bleeding! I was just another guy, desires that couldn't be satisfied The calendar, on wall, is ticking the days off. The calendar on your is ticking the days off. been reading some old letters -- You smile and think how you've changed. All the money in the -- bring back those days. You could've done -- if you'd wanted -- And all your friends and family think you're lucky. But the of you they'll never see -- Is you're left alone with the memories -- That hold your together like -- - -