Easy...
how lonely you are? , waiting
at the sunday park
I'll elude you
I will loose you
existing were no soul apart

you stand, stand on a platform
your effigy dissolves in my hand
when I feel like someone to lie on
and I feel like someone to rely on
you can't wake up
you can't wake up

you can't wake up...

you can't wake up
you can't wake up

you can't wake up....

illusions, born of the air
something seems so precious there
I'll elude you
I will loose you
as rehearsal of my despair
when I feel like someone to lie on
and I feel like someone to die on
you can't wake up
you can't wake up

you can't wake up...

you can't wake up
you can't wake up

you can't wake up...

[Love of my life, God grant the years
Confirm the chrism - rose to rood!
Anointing loves, asperging tears
In sanctifying solitude!
That holds my heaven and holds my [bad word] ] - Crowley

Yes today...
life that I knew...
So sick of all the people...
blind moon....
over to the window...
Where the night has [bad word] ...
Elizium for the sleepless souls...
And our days [bad word] ..
You stand, stand with dalila
May be I'll just pass-away....
Or may be I'll stay...
But I feel, alive with you...
And I feel, some kind of heaven....
I feel deep inside her...
And I feel some kind of heaven

Give me...
Give me...
Give me....
Some kind of heaven

[Such lights she gives as guide my barque;
That holds my heaven and holds my [bad word] 
Love of my life...
Man is so infinitely small
Man is so infinitely great!] - *from Aleister Crowley, at sea poem
 [bad word] in from the cold
I'll owe you my heart!
Be my shelter!
And refuge for the night
Love of my life
Pour your light!
on the faith I can feel
Make it real...
In her sleep

Faith!
Make it real...
Guilty!
Guilty!
Guilty!
Guilty!
Make it real...