Without your permit ,I shall charge the free.
I ‘ve got melodies that can’t be heard
I hear the sound of driftwood on the sea
Who was I and who can I now free?
Are there any people left to stir?
Without you here ,I ‘m just hungry for that sea
I was just about to kill a thousand fleas
This spider sprang from out of her dark lair
I feel the sounds of driftwood on the sea
That cup of tea was never, then, quite free
She spooked you off as if it were a Fair
Without you here ,I feel nothing can be.
She put you into rehab rather pre..
She brought death to us with her in her hair
I feel just like I’m drifting out of me
They made you sow some seeds and could not see
That you were almost lying standing there
Without you living ,I ‘m as long as me.
Quite soon your vital poems had disappeared
You were beaten whilst you were jailed there
I feel inside so black with misery
Recognization aching was the cue
I cannot I know the mind in such affairs
I doubt a presence now can salvage me.
Enchanting you by webs hung between her thighs
The demon took your hand ,I see it clear.
I feel inside. I’d kill her to be me.
You left as fast as smiling can now be
Happy to escape the devil’s glare
Without your vision ,I am never me
I feel myself like ape or refugee.
Floating on the tide, I know not where
Without your presence ,I’m no longer me.
I feel inside there is a mystery
How my heart sings 