The Garden

Oh canorous hunter
lures the lonely to drink
mellifouos sadness enthralls the wounds
no more saline blood shall spew
take my fading hand
a stainless pirouette
leading me to the garden...

So the others walk
they kiss and love
break their hearts and others
they want
they cry
they do and die
but
who am i ?

...a solitaire tree
on top of hollow hill
dead man came and hung himself
from his living seed we rose
as long as we have roots
we have home
why do the others walk ?

MY LIFE !!!
Do not ever part my friend !
last the nights by my side
when my mind is halcyon
when it is three sheets to the wind
cavort with me
hand in hand
the two of us
in our garden
dance and fall asleep
to wake up in the morn
to sober up and miss you again
"la la la ooooh la la la oooh"