There are ten thousand graves. In Hong Kong Protestant Cemetery. Every one of them says. Born and died and the rest might be history Walking there I'd cry. For my love was there to lie. I never k
They're taking pictures of the man from God. I hope his cassock's clean. The burden of being our holy fellas. Your halo'd better gleam, better gleam What of all those wayward priests?. The ones wh
There's a man at hand, there's a way between. The sinking sand and a crooked dream. And collared off at the modern age of nine. Summoned off for walking down the line They lost eyes in old city str
There are times when we question the things we know. Never thought that the cracks will begin to show. We both know love is not that easy. I wish I'd known that it would be this hard to be alone.
Shore to shore, got some land between. Island life is living from a cup of broken queens. Hit the jackpot rolling through a pipe dream in a knot. And I'm missing what was pissing up the wall that I
Tickle me pink, I'm rosy as a flushed red apple skin. Except I've never been as sweet. I've rolled around the orchard and found myself too awkward. And tickle me green, I'm too naive Pray for the p
Time rolls the back wheels of my mind. You helped me put the brakes on 'cos you're kind. I wonder where you learned to be so good. I wonder if I'm doing the best I could I could be somewhere else.