Sitting With Pirates & Thieves


Sitting with pirates & thieves

But you’re wandering about the old oak tree

You know you can never go home

Wishing for a life when you weren’t so free

You sold your precious soul

But there’s nothing left to retrieve

You’ll spend your ending days

Dying with those pirates & thieves


We All Live Behind Masks


We all live behind masks
No matter what you think you believe
Love, lust, beauty – pale in contrast
With a soul that needs to be retrieved