Some things are strange and I don't love them
                                              I hate them
Others are just strange
I'm thinking of cotton and vines
on hundred year walls
the sky is purple or gray or brown,
like when you can't see the sun
Because the place you're in is strange
Old gardens
Bare vines
Jim Henson creatures and synths
bird men and myrrh trees
It's so strange
Blood coming from the front of the face

Like Labyrinth? similar
but there's not as much noise
it's a place you can go to or walk through
but I'd feel out of place
Rows of purple and gray
Brick walls, hedges, grooves in the field
Yellow brown briar
you think you can make me feel lonely or sad
thinking about you?

I'm strong so I can be here for a while
though I can feel my face getting colder

it's like it's drawing my mind out into
straight lines
flattening out the warmth

you twilight person
why are you like that
I don't understand what it's like to be you at all



Hello, yes I have your envelope
I came through the the Pelori pass
You've seen it, right?
The way the grass is so green at night
And when the two trees both light it up
the slopes flash like a rainbow die
It's a lot of light, purple rising up to the folds
tries to make you forget everything since
the years became shorter
I had to come through that to see you
and it makes me feel , you know?
If you don't understand, I'll have to go
back alone,
and I'll be frustrated with you.
You've been given a lot of power over me
to make me have to be reminded of these things
just to give you this.

And I came through the ravine in the long grass and the old sun
Banners of dynasties and lines of clothes
stretched out and blowing
the nun standing at the brink watching
me go down
She brought us all there so we could run
around outside
It was her job to watch us carefully and guide us
through the gone buildings with strange Swiss doors
as the old do for the very young.
And now I looked back at her figure against
the sky, and my face says
"everything about this place is strange
to me now and it's weird that I was
apparently even alive back then.
I've been taken far away from you
now, and I don't know what you expect
to happen with your eyes at my back like that.
Do you have something to say? Say it clearly."

Back then,
were you there with me, perhaps?
But you emerged on this side.

Sometimes I get reminded of too much.
Do you understand? It's like no one
will say anything. I want to know
someone else understands.
Ah, but what about hot air balloons? You see
it too, right? There. It's been a while since
I've seen one.
They look so strange. You feel it too, right?
It's so strange you couldn't possibly not understand.


You ever been in one...? It's weird how they're like that...-