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She is the candle maker
Rising above my supine body
She dips the wick
In the oil of perfumed love
Layer by layer the candle grows
Made smooth by the gliding motion
A kindled glow becomes
A burning taper in the night
Donning the sacred garb
Of the Goddess she places
My lit candle on the altar
And says a prayer for me
My Lady

Alone in a box
There is no escape
You? Why do you
Stare at me so?
Leave me alone
No, don't
Please help me
I need you-NO
Don't leave
You don't understand
I need you, the box
Is too big

Apache tears
Cold as steel
Please tell her
How I feel
Tell her things
I dare not say
And gently wash
Her tears away
Then trickle slowly
Down to rest
A girl with tear drops
On her breast

Oh, here's to pain and sorrow boys
With them we measure joy
Long may they be with us
Their wisdom to employ
From them we learn of life and love
Two things they can't destroy
So here's to pain and sorrow boys
Drink up and enjoy!

I softly cried again last night
It's hard to think things can be right

It seems so likely I will fail
Along this hard and lonely trail

Though my life has just begun
I am afraid of the setting sun

Creeping shadows from the west
Give my tortured soul no rest

The whispering wind makes me moan
It's haunting voice so like her own

Unbidden memories seem so real
Kisses that I used to steal

Precious thoughts that make me pine
For her sweet lips again on mine

I cried myself to sleep last night
To waken to a moonless night

Haunted by a lovely guest
Soft into my arms she pressed

Silky hair a gentle rain
Brushed away my deepest pain

A golden angel from above
She gave me all of her love

Only a dream within a dream
But oh, so real does it seem

That I awaken to the sight
Of a dark and empty moonless night

I look into the mirror and cry
What would it be like to die?

How I laugh at life's cruel jest
And her idea of the best

The stars shine weak
And weary, faint hearted they
Stagger as the bloody sickle
Mows them down
Silver grains fall before
The harlot of the night
Her crimson light
Shines on all as she
Gathers her grim harvest
Before the golden dawn

Give me your love
As I hold you tightly
And cling to you
Be my anchor
And let me be yours
As together we sail
Through the gails of life

Drifting and tumbling through
The shimmering, swirling mist
Lost in a world imagined
Lost to the world that is
Guide me home

Clouds of tumbling mirth
Traveling unknown skyways
Vaulted halls of blue
Echoing silent laughter
Long after the clouds have gone

It begins, timeless
The charade of life
Goddess astride a silver stallion
Romping and singing
In the playground of my mind
Light hearted and sensuous
Behold, the sight of her
Enslaves my heart

The musical comedy goes on
Beneath the silver birch
We walk together,
Hand in hand
She hesitates
Will love conquer
The fear of a Goddess?


-Banjo

A lonely girl wanting fun
With just a little room to run

A lonely boy white with fright
And their kiss high in the night

She slowly got to know this boy
Strange, he didn't show much joy

Not like others she had known
He had a style all of his own

Wild ideas, strange and bright
He was her gallant knight

At times so very shy
Yet not ashamed to cry

He told her of his deepest love
She wore his heart just like a glove

This awkward and ungainly pest
She gladly claimed, one more conquest

He didn't make a single sound
As she dragged him all around

Then one night he got mad
And she discovered what she had

What to do, now comes the pain
Bitter tears, they fall like rain

A lonely boy she can't date
Cause her desire might not wait

Too out going for her style
She's had enough for quite awhile

His life's a little bit too fast
She'd rather live hers in the past

Just let her be a simple friend
At least she'll know how it will end