Autumn Calling Let the leaves lie They’ll depart this earth when they are bored See that grey sky It’s nature sharpening its winter sword The eerie quiet Interrupted by a crow
Robots Politicians & Strangers I never consented to a life so demented With aliens tormenting my soul I gave neither permission nor limp submission To my world being in the control
Box Pick a box any box Live in it Move into a bigger one Store everything you have in other boxes Pick a box Drive in it Feel alive in it Get a bigger box Or a faster box Pick a Box