I Once Wrote Some Poems

[Verse 1]
I once wrote a poem of stillness and silence
Standing by rivers of reflected light;
My thoughts were on being loved and yet unloved, too –
I surrendered to the warmth of the night
And now I feel like dying
And if the water were here
It would hold me close

[Verse 2]
I once wrote a poem while walking on gravestones
As cobbles, rain and tears lashed down my face;
I then felt my whole world was fading
As memories jostled and fell into place
And now I feel like dying
And the pain of old fires still burns

[Verse 3]
I never wrote poems when I bit my knuckles
And Death started slipping into my mouth...
Oh, but that was really a long time ago
And I'm not writing poems now
And though I don't feel quite like dying
There is something deep inside me softly crying
And though I don't feel quite like dying
There is something deep inside me softly...

[Outro]