He shuffled down the dusty roadAnd shouldering his heavy loadThrough sun-baked…
Dear Poppy, it’s me…Are your eyes on me now?From the distant beyondCan you see me somehow?You…
Now to the wild one To the one who cannot be controllednor bought or sold in any…
Arms out wide, they pierced his sideDrove nails through his wristsOstracized and bastardized And…