Over Amsterdam I Saw The Dogs
Talking Amongst Themselves
As The Fountain Sprayed Beautifully
Into The Clear Blue Sky,
I Ask Myself
Once, Were You Me
Cause Many Times I Was Not
Salt In The Wound
None On The Carp
I'Ve Been Writing
Dots Are Flying Everywhere
Our Children'S Noses -
Are Bleeding Roses
Bleeding Roses - In My Garden
Bleeding Roses
My Memory Metamorphosized
Standing In The Thorns And Fire
Porcelan Dream Suicide
Single Solid Sleep Tonight
I Wanted Somebody
But I Bit To Soft
It's Starting To Rain Now
In My Heart
Our Children Are Bleeding Roses