Honey bee, she say I got too much sympathy but I can call her any time And if you're lost and you need a little peace from me. bring all your trouble back Honey bee, how have I hurt you? Come on, tell your blues to me Maybe I should live up there in the curtain on the wings of Mercury
I was fortunately desperate and turbulently innocent I was living underneath my body weight My eyes were swollen, green and hazy, sick from grief and hate and envy I was crawling up inside my hate
And all I seem to find is that everything has chains And all this life just feels like a series of dreams Selected poems and lovers I can't begin to name And all and all, I find that nothing stays the same
And I was crazy like the moon for you and head over my heels for you Never would I change or compromise But something in my mind does things I can't contain for anything Last night I don't think sleep even touched my eyes
And all I seem to find is that everything has chains And all this life just feels like a series of dreams Selected poems and lovers I can't begin to name And all and all, I find that nothing stays the same
And all I seem to find is how everything has chains And all this life just feels like an idiot dream Selected poems and lovers I'll never see again And all and all, I'll find that nothing stays the same