…beautiful day. The music he wrote had too long been without silence. He was found naked and dead, With a smile in his face, a pen and one thousand pages of erased text." Save me Be still, my son You're home Oh when did you…

…past houses, farms & fields Passin′ graves that have no name, freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I′m your native son! I′m the…

…you and I, we're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky.. Whit you, I'm alive... Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide…

…I only answer to good notes, i select my audience, I dont like wars, i just sit behind the bullet proof doors, its lawyers work in big cities, there is no open doors. You just do your work, everything is written, you…

…I’m getting lost in the city In the jungle filled with life Losing touch in the city Where the noise distorts the light Fucked up by the city Found my place within the night I’m never leaving the city Sold my soul this…

…Nocturnal poetry Dressed in the whitest silver, you'd smile at me Every night I wait for my sweet Selene But, still Solitude's upon my skin A life that's bound by the chains of reality Would you let me be your Endymion…

…A lady with a violin Playing to the seals Hearken to the sound Of calling Who tied my hands to the wheel The zodiac turns over me Come to me Somewhere there my fate revealed I hear but how will I see? I tied myself to the wheel Winds talk to my sails Not me Come to me Somewhere there my fate revealed I hear but how will I see?…

…has left his wild drooling eyes. I wish I had my leg to spare. A mother visits her son, smiles to him through the bars. She's never loved him more. An obese girl enters an elevator with me. All dressed up fancy, a green…