She said hey this will stop the blood ,i doused it with my love,for nights like this ,she said my god i think you need a stitch ,an i will sew it for you but im a heavy handed blood sucking bitch.. we walked by the cliffs ,where the immigrents live..........

So get in practice climbing cactus ,if you want my love ,im like the embers on the fire i will always hurt too touch , my mould is matchless like the gun under your mattrss you dont trust, to lie enough , like the immigrents did......

i met this girl ,lets call her jane..we had a moment on the plane,she said she ready to die i said oh my thats such a shame ,cause youve a pretty face an dimond eyes she said they hide a pain i said ..i felt the same, but i only once felt that close again..

she said hey this will fix your head, i stole it from the dead, preachers stone, it was hanging there alone ,so i swiped it took it home to give to someone blue like you instead...look i painted it red,like that bum on broadway said....

Get up and shine ...shine your light ..shiny shiny pretty light ,from great big bloody heights shine with all your might ..cause if its bright ....we;ll be cool tonight..............

and she said " it reminds me of heaven, and a time long  gone by ..an i ll miss you when its over but ..hey , a good lifes alovely way too die"