SEA OF TEARS

HOLY GHOST

THE SACRED

PRISM

I INSIDE EACH

CRITICISM

STAND BEFORE

YOU

IN MY

BLEEDING

CRIMSON WOUND

AM I MY

PLEADING

WRITE

MY WORDS

UPON THE SKY

I OUTSIDE

EACH

WATCHFUL EYE

STANDING ON

A SEA

OF TEARS

HOLY LIGHT

IMPALES

MY FEARS

NAKED ME

THE FLESH

NOW QUICKENS

MYSTICISM

HOW IT

SICKENS

WORDS

THAT HAMMER

IN THE NAILS

RUTHLESS WORLD

WHICH STILL

PREVAILS

Robert Parker Jameson April 4, 2009

STREETCARS TO NOWHERE

STREETCARS

TO NOWHERE

DREAMS IN

THE RAIN

LIVES LOST

TO SORROW

TRACKS FILLED

WITH PAIN

SWITCHYARDS

AND

BACKYARDS

DOGS IN

THE COLD

STREETCARS

TO NOWHERE

WE'RE ALL

GROWING OLD

RED LIGHTS

AND

GREEN LIGHTS

THE END OF

THE LINE

WE'RE ALL

FUCKING LONELY

AND LOSING

OUR MIND

Bobby Jameson Jan 8, 2011