My Window
Eye have My Window Open
to breathe the air of night
in Eye let the gusts of wind
to scare away My Fright
I am alone, yes, I say
but to what end Eye see
that by My Self I will live
and be forever free
Eye have My Window Open
to breathe the air of night
in Eye let the gusts of wind
to scare away My Fright
I am alone, yes, I say
but to what end Eye see
that by My Self I will live
and be forever free
Eye have risen from The Vision
of standing on a big wide beach
around here somewhere
with no one there but Me
and as I stood at the edge of no waves
I felt that I was The Contaminant
and Eye called out, and out
to My Daughter Eliza
