Look homeward angel
Separated by the sea
I drop by distant you
And mercy will sit between
After a dream: all
Day walking in fog,
To the pure, all things are pure
My face is empty
With flecks of ecstacy
Yet I would let fall walls
Guarding an uneasy peace
It's just a dream
Everything that you saw
The impure brings something impure
Moonshine and Mead
You push the product
You buy to be
What is low
Who then is free?
A scarecrow
Bondage with ease
How do you know
What you don't know
Chance is all we have
We're like a whirlwind
We live life at third hand
We are such great fools
We play a game of swans
Snake oil
Idols of the tribe
Shadows
Idols of the cave
How do you know
What you don't know
Chance is all we have