WEB OF LONELINESS
Sitting in the web of loneliness
will I get a fireworks-dress
Black and red spiders scream in my head
Where's my angel bed
Flying on the wings of a hyena-bird
Wandering through the hurt grass
How long will I still be in this limbo-spacecar
Reaching for my angel-star
God, please don't send me back to the hell-gates
Let me stay with my Australian mates
Tired and fatigued is my soul
Don't want to sleep on this bed of coal
Just want to feel safe, secure and protected
Let me no longer be hyena connected
Give me a new birthday and a new soul-love
Let me dance in the arms of my harper dove