There is no wisdom there is no peace there is no dream only sleep a poet and writer a drunk and saint a girl of the evening a parting of hearts share in last call hand of love so it goes If you see me coming You know I will lie My past is a gift Once just an alibi I heard the night wind as the whistle blew A tribute to the world I once knew Upon a pillow lay her head Words of longing said Ashes to ashes Love to love Heartache Dead is the dove I found her in the wisdom of words I could write Lover of wisdom body to hold tight Sold the stories for the love she hides Wander the rivers seeking foolish pride Bridges burn before me Trouble leads the way Heart oh heart what have you done Run oh feet run Water turns the wave Slave of freedom Must walk away In the corner of the box a picture lays A tribute to the love I let get away See the stars falling Hear the echo call Love of soul mate Still lives just down the hall Every comfort has gone Mind searches for the love I once owned Fingers of fingers Where is the gold Ring is turned green As the black of my soul Some live in honor Some live in shame Some just wander Some just remain Heart oh heart what have you done Three children come Watch the tree grow Angels in answer Marks in snow Lonely is the day Passion and nights Have all passed away Close the book in write Sleep oh sleep My heart this night The three pieces of life Have gone by I heard the night wind as the whistle blew A tribute to the world I had you If you see me coming You know I will lie My past is a gift Once just an alibi