I wrked jst hard fr silent possession of silence
but tears and laughter never leave my shadow
they seek and they hide
to the end of day
and in d night return like the tide
tking away the rhythm from life
thy giv rhym to this lonly meadow
nd they lurk in my shadow
Alone i try to wander sumtyms
to d clouds nd to d worlds to plogh
to the end of world, nd for the beginning to grow
d sun though sets at my swt home
wth my 2 frnds on d porch below
dey sing wih me 4 the endless joy
nd cry for the dead sorrow