i have 3 windows
they face east
they face the beast
at least
i see the sun come up
i face the moon
all too soon
i see cars pass by
i see Life pass me bye
i see the grass grow
on Christmas i saw snow

three windows
don't you knows
what they shows
to me

what i see
is silenece

i sit & read
mystries
histories
i re-live memories

and so does He
quietly
without a sound
each day passes around
silence
is all He found

in my bed
in my head
in His wheelchair
He be there
He sits and He stairs
and i'm not there

with 3 windows

it goes to show
we don't know

Life or Death
a single Breath
to Breath

a sad melody

a history

a memory

He looks out a glass door
what for

i look out 3 windows
and i see me

what's in store
for me to see


cats & cats
dogs and rats
and a squireal or 2

a word or 2

He's waitin' to die
don't ask me why

i'm waitin to try
no lie

to see
to be
out of these 3 windows

we reap what we sow
and we never know
like the grass we grow
pain in the ass
don't you know

got my self a PC
that's who i be
me

no need to explain
that would be a pain
insane
mundane

a timey refrain

out of 3 windows

shawdows

who knows

shawdows in time

a timely rhyme

3 windows
just goes to show

east is east
and west is west
and 3 windows be the best