Green Wool


				*My Prison Souls* *Green Wool*



	Home Talkin' Coyote \| Sanctification \| I Want To Be... \| Transgression \| Coloral Diversity \| Thurisaz \| Climactic Rush \| Soul Pressure \| Do YOU Remember? \| Apathy \| NO2 \| Swamp \| Twosdey \| Pain: The Human Condition \| Waves Of Souls \| Magical Colorful Worlds \| Soul Scraping \| Question \| Mutant Feelings \| Static Statisticity \| Ambiguous Crap Shoot Shit List \| Disconnected \| Used Up \| Blossoming Growing Pains \| Who Dat? \| Assassinate Id \| Springtime Demons \| Green Wool \| Play Till Ya Win \| Soul Mate \| She Put Her Boots On \| Another Pome About the Rain \| Hanging On \| Soul Resin \| Disguscombustificationilly \| Arizona Dream \| Tired Circles \| Funny Cauze Id's Twoo \| An Ex tension of My Self


		Green Wool There are no live bodies with me tonight Who understand my yearly tribute ritual. This may be the best year For me, thus far away the seven years. My sweater has made its way, Returned to me. Carrying hints of wear abouts all Wrapped in warm sweet loving Forgiveness. No longer longing to, I see dead fish eyes. They're everywhere, supporting me. Gazing through and pulling towards. I AM thankful to have an anchoar In the endless SEE. For I know our souls Will forever be Entwined. Copyright Heather Prudence Davis