ever keep me

i don't have a hawk in my heart

procession moves on, the shouting is over

praise to the glory of loved ones now gone 

talking aloud as they sit round their table 

scattering flowers washed down by the rain

strawberry skies

beijing photo backlog

take me out tonight

because i want to see people 

and i want to see life

past the point where i can make a sound

i don't need to hold you down

we are a solid army

of overwhelming proportions 

nothing can beat us 

we might be able to destroy the sun

why fear death

be scared of living 

oh, hearts are small and ever thinning