never the shore without the tide
never the sea without the shells
never the banner without the march
never the blade without the bone
never the blood without the breath
never the bite without the lust
never the skin without the wounds
never the eyes without the clouds
never the sun without the cancer
never the dream without the collapse
never the pulse without the lyric
never winter without the icicles

"By summer it was all gone - now she's moved on"
[Porcupine Tree]

never veins without the poison
never poison without the passion
never drink without the goblet
never wine without the silver
never took time to reminisce
never knew where she slept

never fly without the ashes
never die without reason
never kiss the sky and call it betrayal
                       treason requires a nation


"A heart of stone can turn to clay"
[America]

and I belong to no one.